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

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

You know, Hagrid. I know you do.

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

I can help you there.

- I don't know what you mean. - You know perfectly well what I mean.

I won it. Off a stranger I met down at the pub.

I knew the name sound familiar. I read it on the train that day.

Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard you wrong.

I thought you said the four of us.

No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find.

And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding.

This is what you'll going to be wearing, when I finish dyeing it.

It's all right, sweetheart. We'll get you out of these cold clothes.

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

I'll go first. Don't follow until I give you a sign.

You two better change into robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon.

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