What's going on here? Go on. Make way, make way.

Will earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban, correct.

Mr. Malfoy, stop making such a fuss. You can go. Out of my way.

To go it alone.

What? You? Go to Smeltings?

I tried so hard to help, and all it's done is make things worse.

Don't be so stupid! You're going to go to the state school. Where you belong.

Oh, and I suppose a great Muggle like yourself's going to stop him, are you?

When I blow my whistle, I want each of you to kick off from the ground, hard.

Yes, well, must be going now. Lots to buy.

Do you wanna go to the ball with me?

And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatnesses, no doubt about that.

I'm sure we're all going to be very good friends.

Why don't you just go and talk to him yourself?

- Don't talk about my mother. - I'll have a go at anyone calling me a liar.

And a thirst to prove yourself.

No, stop, stop, stop! You're going to take someone's eye out.

The spell I'm going to teach you is called the Patronus Charm.

Silence, Wood. You and your teammates will go to Gryffindor Tower. Now.

He will not be going there! We swore when we took him in we'd put a stop to all this rubbish.