"Your father left this in my possession before he died.

Yes. That ain't no ordinary cut on your forehead, Harry.

Brutal, But no one's died in years. Someone will vanishes occasionally.

Blown up? You told me my parents died in a car crash.

I mean, I'm just Harry. Just Harry.

You will join your classmates in detention.

Something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket.

In just a week, he'll be off to Smeltings.

- It lives in your very skin. - What is it?

I don't think so. Just knocked out.

...whose tail feather resides in your wand, gave another feather.

I remember reading something in Herbology.

...and I knew you would be the same. Just as strange, just as abnormal.

I would've expected more rational behavior on your part and am very disappointed in you, Ms. Granger.

You won't make a fool of yourself. It's in your blood.

I do. But your cousin don't, do he?

Vernon, just look at him! I can't believe it!

You could be great, you know. It's all here, in your head.

...that your mother and father were in here buying their first wands.

When I call your name, you will come forth.