Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it.
I think I’m highly normal. I’m attending school after acting, I’m going out with friends, going to the cinema - I’m just doing everything a normal teenager does. People think I can’t leave the house without being in a crowd of fans - but that’s not true. I’m able to do more things than people might think.

this time tomorrow, the owls will start arriving from parents – they will not want a werewolf teaching their children
You dare speak his name… YOU FILTHY HALF-BLOOD!
“White fog was blinding him. He had to fight … expecto patronum … he couldn’t see … and in the distance, he heard the familiar screaming … expecto patronum … he groped in the mist for Sirius, and found his arm … they weren’t going to take him …”
I thought … you were going to … to keep her … safe …