- No problems, I trust, Hagrid? - No, sir.

George sweared he got a bogey-flavoured one once!

The only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten.

- I've got Dumbledore! - I got about six of him.

I told him. I said, "After Fluffy, a dragon's gonna be no problem."

Oh, my mum made it. Looks like you've got one too.

Why don't you run along there and wait. I just got one more thing I gotta do. Won't be long.

- That way, one of you might be on time. - We got lost.

How is it I got the Stone, sir?

Oh, that's rotten luck. They've only got one good jump in them to begin with.

- Look at that one. - I think she fancies you.

There! I see it! The one with the broken wing.

One minute I was staring in the mirror and the next...

I was the only one to see her for what she was.

Hogwarts teacher or not, I know a spell when I see one. I've read all about them.

That's unicorn blood, that is. I found one dead a few weeks ago.

Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it.

I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one.

Then perhaps a map? I trust you don't need one to find your seats.

The day I was at Gringotts, Hagrid took something out of one of the vaults.