The only thing I want you to worry about is this.

I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor.

- Bit early for mail, isn't it? - But I never get mail.

Harry, it's you that has to go on. I know it.

One minute I was staring in the mirror and the next...

And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding.

No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find.

No spell can reawaken the dead, Harry. I trust you know that.

I guess you should read the Prophet, then, like your stupid mother.

I don't understand. What has the Ministry of Magic got against me?

I do feel very sad about it sometimes, but I've got Dad.

I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it.

- And what did you do then? - What else? I ran for it.

- The task is two days from now. - Really? I had no idea.

Why do you care how I escaped? Voldemort was after your time.

Nice big smile, Harry. Together, you and I rate the front page.

What's bad? If I hadn't told that snake not to attack Justin...

I think it's time to get my dad's old cloak out again.

I was just wondering if you put me in the right house.

So, what I'm really trying to say is that I believe you.