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

In just a week, he'll be off to Smeltings.

Which means he knows how to get past Fluffy.

That would be a cheerful visit. "Hello, Hagrid.

So a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled...

Dementors aren't supposed to be on the grounds. Dumbledore's furious.

How often do you come across a three-headed dog, even if you're in the trade?

You're meddling in things that ought not to be meddled in. It's dangerous.

Finally, it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies...

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

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

For this reason, the Ministry has seen fit to impose a new rule.

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

Something's about to burst out of Eloise Midgen, but I don't think it's a swan.

Take Fluffy, for example. Just play him a bit of music and he falls straight to sleep.

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