What's going on here? Go on. Make way, make way.

...gives a student the right to walk about the school at night.

They got in on pure talent.

- Dear, dear... - Now, now, Hagrid. Now, come on.

...two rolls of parchment on the werewolf, with emphasis...

Dementors aren't supposed to be on the grounds. Dumbledore's furious.

My sons and daughters do not harm Hagrid on my command.

They were starving him, Mum. There were bars on his window.

So just keep practicing on your own as best you can.

Harry, it's you that has to go on. I know it.

"Get a move on or all the good ones will have gone."

As an antidote to your ignorance, and on my desk, by Monday morning...

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

At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in.

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

Oh, go on Harry. Quidditch is great. Best game there is, and you'll be great too.

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