It's about You-Know-What in vault you-know-which.

You know, Hagrid. I know you do.

Hello, professor. I didn't see you there.

You all know, of course...

- I don't know what you mean. - You know perfectly well what I mean.

For all we know, you could be.

I know you. You're Nearly Headless Nick.

I thought we'd be all right, you know...

What happened to V...? To You-Know-Who?

- For those of you who do not know... - Brilliant.

Do you believe the rubbish he's come out with about You-Know-Who?

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

Hang on. How do you know my friends haven't been writing to me?

It was you from the beginning. You put my name in the Goblet of Fire.

You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room.

But Hagrid, we're not allowed to do magic away from Hogwarts. You know that.

- And if I'm ever rude to you again... - I'll know you've gone back to normal.

- You must be the youngest Quidditch player in... - A century, according to McGonagall.

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

I would've expected more rational behavior on your part and am very disappointed in you, Ms. Granger.