Train's leaving. Go on. Come on, hurry up.

I'm surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't done a report on all these attacks.

What's going on here? Go on. Make way, make way.

What's going on with Harry's broomstick?

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

It's true then, what they're saying on the train.

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

...with a nice toffee.

So just keep practicing on your own as best you can.

A gift from Draco's father.

Unless it wasn't a student.

A sorry lot, this, Hagrid.

We've looked a hundred times!

...and throw it in the flame before this hour on Thursday night.

Not on its own. Trolls are really stupid. Probably people playing jokes.

You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know?

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.

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

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