And in his mind...

No. That's enough. He's just a boy.

- What happened to the Stone? - Relax, dear boy.

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

- His name was V... - Maybe if you wrote it down?

Do you wanna go to the ball with me?

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

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

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

This is Amos Diggory, everyone. Works with me at the Ministry.

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.

I must say, when I took the job, there was nothing in the description...

They got in on pure talent.

Your previous instruction in this subject has been disturbingly uneven.

Something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket.

All I ask is for something in return.

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

It is not in the nature of a dementor to be forgiving.

Does that mean, with the Stone gone that is, that Voldemort can never come back?