Caveat Smeltonia. Proudest moment of my life.

Come on, don't be shy. Come on.

What's going on with Harry's broomstick?

- You just stay there! - Please, get me down!

My darling boy! How did you get in there?

You'll get Gryffindor into trouble again. I'll fight you.

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

...between the one they hunt and the one who gets in their way.

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

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

You, on the other hand, have no business wandering the corridors at night.

- Bit early for mail, isn't it? - But I never get mail.

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

So could you please put them on, right away? Quickly.

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

Wait a minute. "One of the teachers"?

A sorry lot, this, Hagrid.

We've looked a hundred times!

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

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