- I don't know what you mean. - You know perfectly well what I mean.

- I mean, you actually fainted? - Shove off, Malfoy.

Do you like yours, Ron?

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

Let me explain. Neville, would you join me, please?

It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky.

- Have a tea, if you like. - No, Hagrid.

Ron, you don't suppose this is going to be like...

- Why not? - Let me see. Because of you.

Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard you wrong.

- There will be no need to talk. - No need to think's more like it.

- Didn't you hear it? - What are you talking about, Harry?

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

It's all to do with the mother. You see it all the time with dogs.

Red hair and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley.

It's all right, sweetheart. We'll get you out of these cold clothes.

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

Because I don't want to play anymore. All it does is make you care too much.

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