My darling boy! How did you get in there?

Boys, I think it's time we teach Weasle-Bee how to respect his superiors.

Well, that's good, isn't it? He'll be with his own kind.

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

This came with it.

At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup.

...until that time when his own true Heir returned to the school.

What's going on with Harry's broomstick?

- And with Dumbledore gone... - Good afternoon.

"The Philosopher's Stone is a legendary substance with astonishing powers.

I'm shaking hands with Dumbledore. I've won the house cup.

- Amazing. Just with my voice. - Fortuna Major.

In other words, pure-bloods.

You're meddling in things that ought not to be meddled in. It's dangerous.

...between the one they hunt and the one who gets in their way.

...while others were in grave peril...

Understand? If I see a single broom in the air...

Imagine Professor Snape in your grandmother's clothes.

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

...brew glory and even put a stopper in death.