Look, Potter. You've got yourself a girlfriend.

I read about it in Hogwarts: A History.

I expect there's a cell in Azkaban with your name on it.

There was a time detention would find you hanging by your thumbs in the dungeons.

It's mad in here. Let's go outside.

We need a teacher.

Bloody bird's a menace.

It seems your hearing in the Ministry is to be before the entire Wizengamot.

I must say, when I took the job, there was nothing in the description...

A sorry lot, this, Hagrid.

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.

The last time the Chamber of Secrets was opened, a Mudblood died.

...gives a student the right to walk about the school at night.

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

I mean, how many people wander around with dragon eggs in their pockets?

That even though we've got a fight ahead of us...

- Have a tea, if you like. - No, Hagrid.

Third year, he fought off about a hundred Dementors at once.