Hagrid: You're the boy who lived.
Hagrid: Who told bạn 'bout Fluffy?
Ron: Fluffy?
Hermione: That thing has a name?
Dumbledore: It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live.
Ron: It's spooky! She knows thêm about bạn than bạn do!
Harry: Who doesn't?
Mr. Ollivander: We do not speak his name! The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It's not always clear why. But I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible! Yes. But great.
Hermione: Now if bạn two don't mind, I'm going to giường before either of bạn can come up with another clever idea to get us all killed - hoặc worse, expelled.
Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities!
Hagrid: I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the...
Harry: Yes?
Hagrid: I shouldn't have đã đưa ý kiến that. No thêm questions, don't ask anymore questions!
Hagrid: [explaining how to get past Fluffy] bạn just play a bit of âm nhạc and he'll fall right to sleep... I shouldn't have told bạn that!
Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil's snare! bạn have to relax. If bạn don't, it'll only kill bạn faster!
Ron: Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax!
Ron: Lucky we didn't panic.
Harry: Lucky Hermione pays attention in herbology.
Hermione: Harry, no way! bạn heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides, bạn don't even know how to fly!
Hermione: What an idiot!
Hermione: You'll be okay, Harry. You're a great wizard. bạn really are.
Harry: Not as good as you.
Hermione: Me? sách and cleverness. There are thêm important things: friendship and bravery. And Harry, just be careful.
Hermione: Ron, bạn don't suppose this is going to be like... *real* wizard's chess, do you?
Ron: Yes, Hermione, I think this is gonna be *exactly* like wizard's chess.
Uncle Vernon: There is no such thing as magic!
Draco Malfoy: Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask bạn yours. Red hair... and a hand-me-down robe... bạn must be a Weasley.
Hermione: Stop, stop stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-OH-sa, not Levio-SA.
Ron: You're a little scary sometimes, bạn know that? Brilliant... but scary.
Hagrid: Dry up Dursley, bạn great prune!
George Weasley: He's not Fred, I am!
Fred Weasley: Honestly, woman. And bạn call yourself our mother...
Molly Weasley: Oh, I'm sorry, George.
Fred Weasley: I'm only joking, I AM Fred!
Harry: Good of bạn to get us out of trouble like that.
Ron: Mind you, we did save her life!
Harry: Mind you, she might not have needed saving if bạn hadn't insulted her.
Hagrid: Blimey, I'd tình yêu a dragon.
Harry: You'd like a dragon?
Hagrid: Vastly misunderstood beasts, Harry. Vastly misunderstood.
Draco Malfoy: So it's true then, what they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
Caretaker Argus Filch: A pity they let the old punishment die... Was a time detention found bạn hanging bởi your thumbs in the dungeons... God, I miss the screaming.
Oliver Wood: Er, I don't really remember. I took a bludger to the head two phút in. Woke up in the hospital a week later.
Professor McGonagall: Albus, do bạn really think it wise, leaving him here with these people? I've watched them all day, they're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are...
Ron: So... so it's true! I mean, do bạn really have the... the...
Harry: The what?
Ron: The scar?
Ron: Wicked!
Professor Severus Snape: Mister Potter. Our new... celebrity.
Neville Longbottom: Only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten.
Ron: I think we've been a bad influence on her.
Dumbledore: It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal thêm to stand up to your friends.
Dumbledore: Only a person who wanted to find the Stone - find it, but not use it - would be able to get it. That is one of my thêm brilliant ideas. And between bạn and me, that is saying something.
Dumbledore: And finally, I must tell bạn that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.
Ron: Whew, made it. Can bạn imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?
Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
Professor McGonagall: Well, thank bạn for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps it would be thêm useful if I were to transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way, one of bạn might be on time.
Harry: We got lost.
Professor McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust bạn don't need one to find your seats.
Ron: What do they think they're doing, keeping a thing like that locked up in a school?
Hermione: bạn don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't bạn see what it was standing on?
Ron: I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads... hoặc maybe bạn didn't notice? There were three!
Hagrid: Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look! He knows his mummy! Hallo, Norbert!
Harry: Norbert?
Hagrid: Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't
Ron: Mental that one, I'm telling you.
Oliver Wood: Nasty little buggers.
Harry: You!
Professor Quirrel: I wondered whether I'd be meeting bạn here, Potter.
Harry: But I thought... Snape...
Professor Quirrel: Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he? Why, tiếp theo to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
Ron: Sunshine, daisies, bơ mellow, turn this stupid, fat con chuột yellow!
Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself is gonna stop him, are ya?
Dumbledore: Harry, do bạn know why it is that Professor Quirrell could not chịu, gấu to have bạn touch him?
Dumbledore: It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you, and that kind of act leaves a mark.
Dumbledore: No no, this kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.
Harry: And what is that?
Dumbledore: Love, Harry. Love.
Harry: I think if he had the chance, he would have killed me tonight.
Ron: And to think, I've been worrying about my potions final.
George Weasley: Our job is to make sure bạn don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises, though. Rough game, Quidditch.
Fred Weasley: Brutal, but no one died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally, but they always turn up in a tháng hoặc two!
Professor McGonagall: And to ensure it doesn't happen again... all four of bạn will receive detention.
Draco Malfoy: Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard bạn wrong. I thought bạn đã đưa ý kiến the four of us.
Professor McGonagall: No, bạn heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. bạn see, honorable as your intentions were, bạn too were out of giường after hours... bạn will tham gia your classmates in detention.
Caretaker Argus Filch: For God's sake, pull yourself together man. You're going into the Forest after all. Got to have your wits about ya...
Draco Malfoy: The Forest? I thought that was a joke. We can't go in there. Students aren't allowed. And there are...
Caretaker Argus Filch: Oh, there's thêm than ma sói in those trees, bạn can be sure of that. Nighty night.
Harry: Sorry.
Hermione: Sorry.
Ron: It's for your own good, bạn know.
Ron: I look good!
Dudley Dursley: How many are there?
Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
Dudley Dursley: 36! But last year... last năm I had 37!
Uncle Vernon: Yes, yes, but some of them are quite bigger than last year's.
Dudley Dursley: I don't care how big they are!
Sorting Hat: Ah! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you... GRYFFINDOR!
Harry: I like this ball.
Oliver Wood: Ah, bạn like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast, and damn near impossible to see.
Harry: What do I do with it?
Oliver Wood: bạn catch it. Before the other team's seeker. Catch this, and the game's over. bạn catch this, Potter, and we win.
Professor McGonagall: Are the rumors true, Albus?
Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good... and the bad.
Hermione: Honestly, don't bạn two read?
Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang!
Hagrid: Fine. Just so bạn know, he's a bloody coward.
Hermione: That's totally barbaric!
Ron: That's wizard's chess.
Draco Malfoy: You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. bạn don't want to go making Những người bạn with the wrong sort. I can help bạn there.
Harry: I think I can choose the wrong sort for myself, thanks.
Nearly Headless Nick: Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor!
Mr. Ollivander: The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It's not always clear why.
Seamus Finnigan: Wingardium Leviosa. Wingar...
Harry: I think we're going to need another feather over here, professor.
Hagrid: What are bạn lookin' at?
Ron: Wanna play chess?
Harry: No.
Ron: Wanna go and visit Hagrid?
Harry: No.
Ron: I know what you're thinking Harry, but don't. There's something not right about that mirror.
Ron: "It's Levi-OOOOH-sa not LevioSAH." She's a nightmare, honestly. It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends!
Harry: I think she heard you.
Ron: We've looked a hundred times.
Hermione: Not in the restricted section. Happy Christmas.
Hermione: I checked this out weeks cách đây for a bit of light reading.
Ron: This is light?
Hagrid: If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gets up to any mischief, bạn could always threaten him with a nice pair of ears, to go with that tail.
Harry: But, Hagrid, we're not allowed to do magic outside Hogwarts. bạn know that.
Hagrid: I know that, but your cousin don't, do he?
Hermione: It seems strange to be going home, doesn't it?
Harry: I'm not going home... not really.
Dumbledore: I should have known that bạn would be here, Professor McGonagall.
Hermione: And you've got dirt on your nose, bởi the way. Did bạn know? Just there.
Hermione: Are bạn sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it?
Sorting Hat: Ha! Another Weasley, eh? I know just what to do with you... GRYFFINDOR!
Draco Malfoy: Wait till my father hears about this! This is servant's stuff!
Harry: If I didn't know any better, Draco, I'd say bạn were scared.
Draco Malfoy: I'm not scared, Potter!
Draco Malfoy: Did bạn hear that?
Harry: [calls the dog] Come on, Fang!
Lord Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.
Harry: Voldemort?
Lord Voldemort: Yes. bạn see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite! Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can; something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket!
Hagrid: Who told bạn 'bout Fluffy?
Ron: Fluffy?
Hermione: That thing has a name?
Dumbledore: It does not do to dwell on dreams, Harry, and forget to live.
Ron: It's spooky! She knows thêm about bạn than bạn do!
Harry: Who doesn't?
Mr. Ollivander: We do not speak his name! The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It's not always clear why. But I think it is clear that we can expect great things from you. After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things. Terrible! Yes. But great.
Hermione: Now if bạn two don't mind, I'm going to giường before either of bạn can come up with another clever idea to get us all killed - hoặc worse, expelled.
Ron: She needs to sort out her priorities!
Hagrid: I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the...
Harry: Yes?
Hagrid: I shouldn't have đã đưa ý kiến that. No thêm questions, don't ask anymore questions!
Hagrid: [explaining how to get past Fluffy] bạn just play a bit of âm nhạc and he'll fall right to sleep... I shouldn't have told bạn that!
Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil's snare! bạn have to relax. If bạn don't, it'll only kill bạn faster!
Ron: Kill us faster? Oh, now I can relax!
Ron: Lucky we didn't panic.
Harry: Lucky Hermione pays attention in herbology.
Hermione: Harry, no way! bạn heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides, bạn don't even know how to fly!
Hermione: What an idiot!
Hermione: You'll be okay, Harry. You're a great wizard. bạn really are.
Harry: Not as good as you.
Hermione: Me? sách and cleverness. There are thêm important things: friendship and bravery. And Harry, just be careful.
Hermione: Ron, bạn don't suppose this is going to be like... *real* wizard's chess, do you?
Ron: Yes, Hermione, I think this is gonna be *exactly* like wizard's chess.
Uncle Vernon: There is no such thing as magic!
Draco Malfoy: Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask bạn yours. Red hair... and a hand-me-down robe... bạn must be a Weasley.
Hermione: Stop, stop stop! You're going to take someone's eye out. Besides, you're saying it wrong. It's Levi-OH-sa, not Levio-SA.
Ron: You're a little scary sometimes, bạn know that? Brilliant... but scary.
Hagrid: Dry up Dursley, bạn great prune!
George Weasley: He's not Fred, I am!
Fred Weasley: Honestly, woman. And bạn call yourself our mother...
Molly Weasley: Oh, I'm sorry, George.
Fred Weasley: I'm only joking, I AM Fred!
Harry: Good of bạn to get us out of trouble like that.
Ron: Mind you, we did save her life!
Harry: Mind you, she might not have needed saving if bạn hadn't insulted her.
Hagrid: Blimey, I'd tình yêu a dragon.
Harry: You'd like a dragon?
Hagrid: Vastly misunderstood beasts, Harry. Vastly misunderstood.
Draco Malfoy: So it's true then, what they were saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
Caretaker Argus Filch: A pity they let the old punishment die... Was a time detention found bạn hanging bởi your thumbs in the dungeons... God, I miss the screaming.
Oliver Wood: Er, I don't really remember. I took a bludger to the head two phút in. Woke up in the hospital a week later.
Professor McGonagall: Albus, do bạn really think it wise, leaving him here with these people? I've watched them all day, they're the worst sort of Muggles imaginable. They really are...
Ron: So... so it's true! I mean, do bạn really have the... the...
Harry: The what?
Ron: The scar?
Ron: Wicked!
Professor Severus Snape: Mister Potter. Our new... celebrity.
Neville Longbottom: Only problem is, I can't remember what I've forgotten.
Ron: I think we've been a bad influence on her.
Dumbledore: It takes a great deal of courage to stand up to your enemies, but a great deal thêm to stand up to your friends.
Dumbledore: Only a person who wanted to find the Stone - find it, but not use it - would be able to get it. That is one of my thêm brilliant ideas. And between bạn and me, that is saying something.
Dumbledore: And finally, I must tell bạn that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.
Ron: Whew, made it. Can bạn imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?
Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
Professor McGonagall: Well, thank bạn for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps it would be thêm useful if I were to transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way, one of bạn might be on time.
Harry: We got lost.
Professor McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust bạn don't need one to find your seats.
Ron: What do they think they're doing, keeping a thing like that locked up in a school?
Hermione: bạn don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't bạn see what it was standing on?
Ron: I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads... hoặc maybe bạn didn't notice? There were three!
Hagrid: Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look! He knows his mummy! Hallo, Norbert!
Harry: Norbert?
Hagrid: Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't
Ron: Mental that one, I'm telling you.
Oliver Wood: Nasty little buggers.
Harry: You!
Professor Quirrel: I wondered whether I'd be meeting bạn here, Potter.
Harry: But I thought... Snape...
Professor Quirrel: Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he? Why, tiếp theo to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
Ron: Sunshine, daisies, bơ mellow, turn this stupid, fat con chuột yellow!
Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself is gonna stop him, are ya?
Dumbledore: Harry, do bạn know why it is that Professor Quirrell could not chịu, gấu to have bạn touch him?
Dumbledore: It was because of your mother. She sacrificed herself for you, and that kind of act leaves a mark.
Dumbledore: No no, this kind of mark cannot be seen. It lives in your very skin.
Harry: And what is that?
Dumbledore: Love, Harry. Love.
Harry: I think if he had the chance, he would have killed me tonight.
Ron: And to think, I've been worrying about my potions final.
George Weasley: Our job is to make sure bạn don't get bloodied up too bad. Can't make any promises, though. Rough game, Quidditch.
Fred Weasley: Brutal, but no one died in years. Someone will vanish occasionally, but they always turn up in a tháng hoặc two!
Professor McGonagall: And to ensure it doesn't happen again... all four of bạn will receive detention.
Draco Malfoy: Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard bạn wrong. I thought bạn đã đưa ý kiến the four of us.
Professor McGonagall: No, bạn heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. bạn see, honorable as your intentions were, bạn too were out of giường after hours... bạn will tham gia your classmates in detention.
Caretaker Argus Filch: For God's sake, pull yourself together man. You're going into the Forest after all. Got to have your wits about ya...
Draco Malfoy: The Forest? I thought that was a joke. We can't go in there. Students aren't allowed. And there are...
Caretaker Argus Filch: Oh, there's thêm than ma sói in those trees, bạn can be sure of that. Nighty night.
Harry: Sorry.
Hermione: Sorry.
Ron: It's for your own good, bạn know.
Ron: I look good!
Dudley Dursley: How many are there?
Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
Dudley Dursley: 36! But last year... last năm I had 37!
Uncle Vernon: Yes, yes, but some of them are quite bigger than last year's.
Dudley Dursley: I don't care how big they are!
Sorting Hat: Ah! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you... GRYFFINDOR!
Harry: I like this ball.
Oliver Wood: Ah, bạn like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast, and damn near impossible to see.
Harry: What do I do with it?
Oliver Wood: bạn catch it. Before the other team's seeker. Catch this, and the game's over. bạn catch this, Potter, and we win.
Professor McGonagall: Are the rumors true, Albus?
Dumbledore: I'm afraid so, Professor. The good... and the bad.
Hermione: Honestly, don't bạn two read?
Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang!
Hagrid: Fine. Just so bạn know, he's a bloody coward.
Hermione: That's totally barbaric!
Ron: That's wizard's chess.
Draco Malfoy: You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. bạn don't want to go making Những người bạn with the wrong sort. I can help bạn there.
Harry: I think I can choose the wrong sort for myself, thanks.
Nearly Headless Nick: Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor!
Mr. Ollivander: The wand chooses the wizard, Mr. Potter. It's not always clear why.
Seamus Finnigan: Wingardium Leviosa. Wingar...
Harry: I think we're going to need another feather over here, professor.
Hagrid: What are bạn lookin' at?
Ron: Wanna play chess?
Harry: No.
Ron: Wanna go and visit Hagrid?
Harry: No.
Ron: I know what you're thinking Harry, but don't. There's something not right about that mirror.
Ron: "It's Levi-OOOOH-sa not LevioSAH." She's a nightmare, honestly. It's no wonder she hasn't got any friends!
Harry: I think she heard you.
Ron: We've looked a hundred times.
Hermione: Not in the restricted section. Happy Christmas.
Hermione: I checked this out weeks cách đây for a bit of light reading.
Ron: This is light?
Hagrid: If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gets up to any mischief, bạn could always threaten him with a nice pair of ears, to go with that tail.
Harry: But, Hagrid, we're not allowed to do magic outside Hogwarts. bạn know that.
Hagrid: I know that, but your cousin don't, do he?
Hermione: It seems strange to be going home, doesn't it?
Harry: I'm not going home... not really.
Dumbledore: I should have known that bạn would be here, Professor McGonagall.
Hermione: And you've got dirt on your nose, bởi the way. Did bạn know? Just there.
Hermione: Are bạn sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it?
Sorting Hat: Ha! Another Weasley, eh? I know just what to do with you... GRYFFINDOR!
Draco Malfoy: Wait till my father hears about this! This is servant's stuff!
Harry: If I didn't know any better, Draco, I'd say bạn were scared.
Draco Malfoy: I'm not scared, Potter!
Draco Malfoy: Did bạn hear that?
Harry: [calls the dog] Come on, Fang!
Lord Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.
Harry: Voldemort?
Lord Voldemort: Yes. bạn see what I've become? See what I must do to survive? Live off another, a mere parasite! Unicorn blood can sustain me, but it cannot give me a body of my own. But there is something that can; something that, conveniently enough, lies in your pocket!
