Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?

This is light?

As long as Dumbledore is around, you can't be touched.

This is no graveyard.

A sorry lot, this, Hagrid.

This complicates things a bit.

- He's going to sacrifice himself. - No, you can't! there must be another way!

Turn this stupid fat rat yellow.

- What's this all about? - I don't know.

- Filch is gone. - Probably thinks this door's locked.

- Let's go this way. - Before the staircase moves again.

Neville, I'm really really sorry about this. Petrificus Totalus.

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

I think this is gonna be exactly like wizard's chess.

Right, then. This way to the boats. Come on, now, follow me.

I checked this out weeks ago for a bit of light reading.

And what, may I ask, do you plan to do if this comes up in the final exam?

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