- Well, what it is... - It's my fault, Professor McGonagall.

Our new celebrity.

- He's not Fred, I am. - Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother?

Our job is to make sure that you don't get bloodied up too bad.

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

Something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket.

All I ask is for something in return.

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

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

"Your father left this in my possession before he died.

Brutal, But no one's died in years. Someone will vanishes occasionally.

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

Now, in a few moments, you'll pass through these doors and join your classmates.

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.

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

The Philosopher's Stone.

I'm afraid so, professor. The good and the bad.

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

...gives a student the right to walk about the school at night.