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

It was searching the train for Sirius Black.

Your triumphs will earn you points.

At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup.

When I call your name, you will come forth.

Come on now, hurry up. Stick your right hand over the broom and say, "Up."

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

Is he all right?

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

Excuse me. Do you mind? Everywhere else is full.

Nothing. Nothing, I'm fine.

I know! Hufflepuff!

Welcome to Gryffindor.

Dismal. Once again, my request to join the Headless Hunt has been denied.

I know you. You're Nearly Headless Nick.

"Nearly" headless? How can you be nearly headless?

Gather around here.

Where, Mr Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?

I don't know, Sir.

Clearly, Hermione knows. Seems a pity not to ask her.