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

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

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

A sorry lot, this, Hagrid.

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.

Unless it wasn't a student.

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

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

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

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

- That's a boggart, that is. - Very good, Mr. Thomas.

- Norbert? - Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't he?

And I have a few last-minute points to award.

She's a nightmare, honestly! No wonder she hasn't got any friends.

Fred gave me a spell as to turn him yellow. Want to see?

That's unicorn blood, that is. I found one dead a few weeks ago.

We don't even know this Tom Riddle. He sounds like a dirty, rotten snitch.