Do you have your feathers? Good.

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

Now, don't forget the nice wrist movement we've been practicing.

Potter, this is Oliver Wood. Wood, I have found you a Seeker.

Dismal. Once again, my request to join the Headless Hunt has been denied.

Will I have to wear that too?

- Norbert? - Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't he?

And I have a few last-minute points to award.

You?

Thank you.

You know, Hagrid. I know you do.

...l just hope you realize how fortunate you are.

It's about You-Know-What in vault you-know-which.

Can you hear me?

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

Do you miss your family?

Oh, nice to meet you.

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

But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses.

Your triumphs will earn you points.