You could be great, you know. It's all here, in your head.

I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head...

- Whereabouts are you headed? - The Leaky Cauldron. That's in London.

I took a Bludger to the head two minutes in.

They're heading to the Dark Forest.

Secure the castle, Mr. Filch. The rest of you, to the Great Hall.

I would've expected more rational behavior on your part and am very disappointed in you, Ms. Granger.

You will join your classmates in detention.

All the answers are there, Potter, in your hand.

- Crime? - Barty! They're just kids.

Something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket.

How often do you come across a three-headed dog, even if you're in the trade?

I never saw any part of the castle but the box in which Hagrid kept me.

Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven.

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

- It lives in your very skin. - What is it?

Stunning is one of the most useful spells in your arsenal.

...whose tail feather resides in your wand, gave another feather.

"Your father left this in my possession before he died.

Let me through, please. Excuse me! I'm Head Boy!