What happened to V...? To You-Know-Who?

...before either of you come up with another clever idea to get us killed.

...to which you so desperately cleave.

Where, Mr Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?

Clearly, Hermione knows. Seems a pity not to ask her.

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

If you do anything to us, I'll break it.

...gives a student the right to walk about the school at night.

You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort.

Dobby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you or anything.

It is time it was returned to you. Use it well."

No, that's all I need! You to set my bloody kneecups on fire!

Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it.

...I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward.

Because I don't want to play anymore. All it does is make you care too much.

Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat arse.