Parcel for you, Mr. Weasley.

All I ask is for something in return.

Come on, Harry, time for a spot of breakfast.

To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect...

You know, Hagrid. I know you do.

As for monkshood and wolfsbane, they are the same plant, which also goes by the name of aconite.

- I don't know what you mean. - You know perfectly well what I mean.

You can't take Professor Dumbledore away.

Do you have your feathers? Good.

Your triumphs will earn you points.

It was you from the beginning. You put my name in the Goblet of Fire.

You see, honorable as your intentions were, you too were out of bed after hours.

Where, Mr Potter, would you look if I asked you to find me a bezoar?

I'll bet Dumbledore saw right through you.

Well, there's something you don't see every day.

What happened to V...? To You-Know-Who?

No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood.

You may find yourselves facing your worst fears in this room.

So just keep practicing on your own as best you can.

- What would you have done? - Died, rather than betray my friends!