- I'm Ron Weasley. - Pleasure.

You two better change into robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon.

You've got dirt on your nose, by the way. Did you know?

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

Your triumphs will earn you points.

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

It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky.

I read about it in Hogwarts: A History.

Now, before we begin...

...that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students.

When I call your name, you will come forth.

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

Hermione Granger.

Hey Ron! Somebody broke into Gringotts. Listen.

The vault in question, number 713, had, in fact, been emptied earlier that very same day."

That's odd. That's the vault Hagrid and I went to.

Now, once you've got hold of your broom, I want you to mount it.

And grip it tight, you don't wanna be sliding off the end.

Is he all right?

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