A cursed life.

It should be a lovely day at the zoo. I'm really looking forward to it.

Ron, Ron, come on, get out of bed!

Oh, dear, it's a broken wrist. Poor boy. Come on now, up you get.

How could a troll get in?

- But who would choose such a life? - Can you think of no one?

- Good of you to get us out of trouble like that. - Mind you, we did save her life.

Take a bit of toast, mate. Go on.

...be doing inside on a day like this?

Hang on a minute. We're forgetting one thing.

I think we've had a bad influence on her.

...that from the moment the blood touches your lips, you will have a half-life.

Who knows? Why was he trying to get past that three-headed dog on Halloween?

Nonsense! Why would Snape put a curse on Harry's broom?

You heard. Right. Come on, now, I'm a bit preoccupied today.

Snape's already been here. He's put a spell on the harp.

Who did this? How did you get in there? ls there a snake?

Not many first-year students could take on a full grown mountain troll...

It was standing on a trap door. Which means it wasn't there by accident.

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