I let her do that. It's good manners, isn't it?

Right. Next time I see Crookshanks, I'll let him know.

Once I make my move, the queen will take me.

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

- I've never seen spiders act like that. - I don't like spiders.

I mean, it's sort of exciting, isn't it, breaking the rules?

But I haven't had any messages from any of my friends.

I think we're going to need another feather over here, Professor.

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

Harry, it's you that has to go on. I know it.

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

Doris Crockford, Mr Potter. I can't believe I'm meeting you at last.

Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I have found you a Seeker.

- He's not Fred, I am. - Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?

Nice big smile, Harry. Together, you and I rate the front page.

If I could only let her out for an hour or two.

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

Once. But so what? I bet loads of people here can do it.

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

You better clear off before my bones come back, or I might strangle you.