To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect...

It shows us nothing more or less...

It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you.

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

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

He received an urgent owl from the Ministry of Magic and left immediately for London.

As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite.

That's insulting! It's as if they don't trust us! Dumbledore again!

So then, it shows us what we want. Whatever we want.

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

Hagrid, who gave you the dragon egg? What did he look like?

Can you imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?

All I ask is for something in return.

Wait a minute. "One of the teachers"?

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

powerful it is known as the Draught of the Living Dead.

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

...will be awarded to each of you...

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

Tell me, what would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?