Whoever it was, they must have been looking for something.

See what I must do to survive?

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

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

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

"Get a move on or all the good ones will have gone."

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

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

Ron, maybe I should do it.

How is it I got the Stone, sir?

It was me. But I swear, I didn't mean to.

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

It's not true, sir. I swear. I never touched Mrs. Norris.

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

- I don't understand. ls that bad? - It's bad.

Well, I don't know exactly what it means.

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

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

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

This is it, Ron. I think this is the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets.