As an antidote to your ignorance, and on my desk, by Monday morning...

...you are going to meet the same sticky end.

At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup.

...by a dodge as pathetically dimwitted as an Aging Potion.

My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid on my command.

- What about my sister? - Well...

- You have... - My mother's eyes.

As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite.

...to purchase my autobiography, Magical Me...

I'm sorry, Potter. That's my final word.

- My scar. It keeps burning. - It's happened before.

Once I make my move, the queen will take me.

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

After tonight, no one will ever again question my powers.

He killed my parents, didn't he? The one who gave me this.

- What would you have done? - Died, rather than betray my friends!

But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends.

Dismal. Once again, my request to join the Headless Hunt has been denied.

I see. That's me as well. I never knew my parents either.

Go on, Ron. I ignored one from my gran once. It was horrible.