Maybe Ron's right, Hermione. I mean, look at his family.

Therefore, I must warn each and every one of you...

- I didn't do it on purpose. - Well, come on, then.

Don't ask me. Here I am, minding my own business...

In these lessons, I will attempt to penetrate your mind.

Before, down by the lake, when I was with Sirius...

- It just got worse. - What did I say? Father said...

I took a Bludger to the head two minutes in.

They're really rare. I wonder who gave it to you.

My friend Nicholas and I have had a little chat...

- Hermione, where are you? - Do what I say! Trust me.

There! I see it! The one with the broken wing.

And I have a few last-minute points to award.

The only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten.

That's odd. That's the vault Hagrid and I went to.

Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind, either.

- See, Harry? You're famous. - But why am I famous, Hagrid?

Couldn't have put any of this in a letter, I suppose?

- What'd I tell you? Complete nutter. - Just stay away from me!

Haven't I told you? Killing Mudbloods doesn't matter to me anymore.