Newt Scamander

— Would he like a cup of tea?
— He'll have some milk. Hide the teaspoons.

— Don't panic!
— What do you suggest I do instead?

— Murtlap bites aren’t serious. I admit that is a slightly more severe reaction than I’ve seen, but if it was really serious, he’d have...
— What?
— Well, the first symptom would be flames out of his anus...

— Put this on.
— Why would I have to wear something like this?
— Because your skull is susceptible to breakage under immense force.

— Can't say for certain it was my... spell. Doesn't really matter. One minute she was there, and the next she was gone.
— I'm so sorry, Albus. But if it's of any comfort, perhaps she was saved some pain...
— Don't. Don't disappoint me, Newt. You of all people. Your honesty is a gift... even if at times a painful one. Our friends downstairs will be tired and wanting to go home. You should... You should go.
— Albus, Lally said something earlier about most of us being ultimately imperfect. But even if we make mistakes, terrible things... we can try to make things right. And that's what matters... trying.

— Newt, I don’t think I’m dreaming.
— What gave it away?
— I ain’t got the brains to make this up.