- Don't be such a wimp, Longbottom. - I'm okay. Okay.

And I'm Malfoy.

- I'm Ron Weasley. - Pleasure.

Mental, that one, I'm telling you.

- I'm... - Crabbe, Goyle, where have you been?

Me dad's a Muggle. Mum's a witch.

Neville, I'm really really sorry about this. Petrificus Totalus.

- Anything off the trolley, dears? - No, thanks. I'm all set.

I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the house cup.

That's not just a broomstick, Harry, it's a Nimbus 2000!

In fact, I'm going to have to do the same to you.

Unless it wasn't a student.

A sorry lot, this, Hagrid.

We've looked a hundred times!

A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons.

Red hair and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley.

And a thirst to prove yourself.

Look, everyone. Weasley's got himself a Howler.

Marge is ill. Ate a funny whelk.

Wait a minute. "One of the teachers"?