- I'm Ron Weasley. - Pleasure.

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

It's true then, what they're saying on the train.

Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.

This is Crabbe, and Goyle.

And I'm Malfoy.

Draco Malfoy.

Think my name's funny, do you? I've no need to ask yours.

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

You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort.

I can help you there.

I read about it in Hogwarts: A History.

Now, before we begin...

When I call your name, you will come forth.

I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head...

The only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten.

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

No. I think I'll leave it somewhere for Longbottom to find.

Oh, I'm sorry, George.

- Anything off the trolley, dears? - No, thanks. I'm all set.