In other words, pure-bloods.

Caveat Smeltonia. Proudest moment of my life.

Let me introduce my assistant...

Change of plans. My parents decided to go to Romania to visit my brother, Charlie.

Wait a minute. "One of the teachers"?

- Amazing. Just with my voice. - Fortuna Major.

Can I have a go, Harry? After you, of course.

Of course, I've only tried a few simple ones myself...

That, Ron, is a hippogriff.

Unless it wasn't a student.

A bezoar is a stone taken from the stomach of a goat and it will save you from most poisons.

Go on, Ron. I ignored one from my gran once. It was horrible.

Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out.

I'll be in my bedroom, making no noise and pretending that I don't exist.

Look, everyone. Weasley's got himself a Howler.

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

Probably a right sight better than he normally does.

- That's a boggart, that is. - Very good, Mr. Thomas.

- Don't be such a wimp, Longbottom. - I'm okay. Okay.

Now, can anybody tell me what a boggart looks like?