You do it then, if you're so clever. Go on, go on.

Have it your way, then.

Wingardium Leviosa. Off you go, then.

Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see, then.

Then I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the...

- He's studying dragons there. - Good. You can help Harry, then.

Waste of bloody time, if you ask me.

I prefer Sir Nicholas, if you don't mind.

Right, then. This way to the boats. Come on, now, follow me.

Good luck today, Potter. Then again, now that you've proven yourself against a troll.

That's insulting! It's as if they don't trust us! Dumbledore again!

That's right. Now, if you two don't mind, I'm going to bed...

If Harry and Ron hadn't come and found me, I'd probably be dead.

Mind you, she might not have needed saving if you hadn't insulted her.

You have to relax. If you don't, it will only kill you faster.

But I've never even played Quidditch. What if I make a fool of myself?

Where, Mr Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?

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

And what, may I ask, do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?

Maybe if the fat lump had given this a squeeze, he'd have remembered to fall on his fat arse.