- Good. And, Dudley, you will be...? - I'll be waiting to open the door.

In the lounge, waiting to welcome them graciously to our home.

Yours? Who'd be writing to you?

I can't understand why you don't want to wear it, Ronald.

...and prune practices that ought to be prohibited.

Who would want to be friends with you?

Dumbledore's Army's supposed to be about doing something real.

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

Well, I can't imagine why you would need to use spells in my classroom.

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

- There will be no need to talk. - No need to think's more like it.

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

The first person to touch the cup will be the winner!

The dementors will be stationed at every entrance to the grounds.

Three years from now, when we're old enough to be chosen.

I reckon you have to be barking mad to put your own name in the Goblet of Fire.

Completely demented, of course, and terrifying to be in the same room with...

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

Well, he'll be wanting to see me. Now, uh, your train leaves in 10 minutes.

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