Hagrid: You're the boy who lived.
Hagrid: Who told آپ '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 مزید about آپ than آپ 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 آپ two don't mind, I'm going to بستر before either of آپ can come up with another clever idea to get us all killed - یا 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 کہا that. No مزید questions, don't ask anymore questions!
Hagrid: [explaining how to get past Fluffy] آپ just play a bit of موسیقی and he'll fall right to sleep... I shouldn't have told آپ that!
Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil's snare! آپ have to relax. If آپ don't, it'll only kill آپ 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! آپ heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides, آپ don't even know how to fly!
Hermione: What an idiot!
Hermione: You'll be okay, Harry. You're a great wizard. آپ really are.
Harry: Not as good as you.
Hermione: Me? کتابیں and cleverness. There are مزید important things: friendship and bravery. And Harry, just be careful.
Hermione: Ron, آپ 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 آپ yours. Red hair... and a hand-me-down robe... آپ 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, آپ know that? Brilliant... but scary.
Hagrid: Dry up Dursley, آپ great prune!
George Weasley: He's not Fred, I am!
Fred Weasley: Honestly, woman. And آپ call yourself our mother...
Molly Weasley: Oh, I'm sorry, George.
Fred Weasley: I'm only joking, I AM Fred!
Harry: Good of آپ 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 آپ hadn't insulted her.
Hagrid: Blimey, I'd love 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 آپ hanging سے طرف کی 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 منٹ in. Woke up in the hospital a week later.
Professor McGonagall: Albus, do آپ 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 آپ 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 مزید 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 مزید brilliant ideas. And between آپ and me, that is saying something.
Dumbledore: And finally, I must tell آپ 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 آپ imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?
Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
Professor McGonagall: Well, thank آپ for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps it would be مزید useful if I were to transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way, one of آپ might be on time.
Harry: We got lost.
Professor McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust آپ 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: آپ don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't آپ see what it was standing on?
Ron: I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads... یا maybe آپ 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 آپ here, Potter.
Harry: But I thought... Snape...
Professor Quirrel: Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he? Why, اگلے to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
Ron: Sunshine, daisies, مکھن mellow, turn this stupid, fat چوہا yellow!
Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself is gonna stop him, are ya?
Dumbledore: Harry, do آپ know why it is that Professor Quirrell could not برداشت, ریچھ to have آپ 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 آپ 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 ماہ یا two!
Professor McGonagall: And to ensure it doesn't happen again... all four of آپ will receive detention.
Draco Malfoy: Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard آپ wrong. I thought آپ کہا the four of us.
Professor McGonagall: No, آپ heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. آپ see, honorable as your intentions were, آپ too were out of بستر after hours... آپ will شامل میں 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 مزید than werewolves in those trees, آپ can be sure of that. Nighty night.
Harry: Sorry.
Hermione: Sorry.
Ron: It's for your own good, آپ know.
Ron: I look good!
Dudley Dursley: How many are there?
Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
Dudley Dursley: 36! But last year... last سال 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, آپ like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast, and damn near impossible to see.
Harry: What do I do with it?
Oliver Wood: آپ catch it. Before the other team's seeker. Catch this, and the game's over. آپ 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 آپ two read?
Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang!
Hagrid: Fine. Just so آپ 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. آپ don't want to go making دوستوں with the wrong sort. I can help آپ 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 آپ 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 پہلے 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, آپ 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. آپ 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 آپ would be here, Professor McGonagall.
Hermione: And you've got dirt on your nose, سے طرف کی the way. Did آپ know? Just there.
Hermione: Are آپ 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 آپ were scared.
Draco Malfoy: I'm not scared, Potter!
Draco Malfoy: Did آپ hear that?
Harry: [calls the dog] Come on, Fang!
Lord Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.
Harry: Voldemort?
Lord Voldemort: Yes. آپ 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 آپ '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 مزید about آپ than آپ 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 آپ two don't mind, I'm going to بستر before either of آپ can come up with another clever idea to get us all killed - یا 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 کہا that. No مزید questions, don't ask anymore questions!
Hagrid: [explaining how to get past Fluffy] آپ just play a bit of موسیقی and he'll fall right to sleep... I shouldn't have told آپ that!
Hermione: Stop moving, both of you. This is devil's snare! آپ have to relax. If آپ don't, it'll only kill آپ 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! آپ heard what Madam Hooch said. Besides, آپ don't even know how to fly!
Hermione: What an idiot!
Hermione: You'll be okay, Harry. You're a great wizard. آپ really are.
Harry: Not as good as you.
Hermione: Me? کتابیں and cleverness. There are مزید important things: friendship and bravery. And Harry, just be careful.
Hermione: Ron, آپ 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 آپ yours. Red hair... and a hand-me-down robe... آپ 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, آپ know that? Brilliant... but scary.
Hagrid: Dry up Dursley, آپ great prune!
George Weasley: He's not Fred, I am!
Fred Weasley: Honestly, woman. And آپ call yourself our mother...
Molly Weasley: Oh, I'm sorry, George.
Fred Weasley: I'm only joking, I AM Fred!
Harry: Good of آپ 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 آپ hadn't insulted her.
Hagrid: Blimey, I'd love 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 آپ hanging سے طرف کی 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 منٹ in. Woke up in the hospital a week later.
Professor McGonagall: Albus, do آپ 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 آپ 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 مزید 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 مزید brilliant ideas. And between آپ and me, that is saying something.
Dumbledore: And finally, I must tell آپ 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 آپ imagine the look on old McGonagall's face if we were late?
Ron: That was bloody brilliant!
Professor McGonagall: Well, thank آپ for that assessment, Mr Weasley. Perhaps it would be مزید useful if I were to transfigure Mr Potter and yourself into a pocket watch? That way, one of آپ might be on time.
Harry: We got lost.
Professor McGonagall: Then perhaps a map? I trust آپ 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: آپ don't use your eyes, do you? Didn't آپ see what it was standing on?
Ron: I wasn't looking at its feet! I was a bit preoccupied with its heads... یا maybe آپ 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 آپ here, Potter.
Harry: But I thought... Snape...
Professor Quirrel: Yes, he does seem the type, doesn't he? Why, اگلے to him, who would suspect p-p-poor, st-st-stuttering Professor Quirrell?
Ron: Sunshine, daisies, مکھن mellow, turn this stupid, fat چوہا yellow!
Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself is gonna stop him, are ya?
Dumbledore: Harry, do آپ know why it is that Professor Quirrell could not برداشت, ریچھ to have آپ 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 آپ 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 ماہ یا two!
Professor McGonagall: And to ensure it doesn't happen again... all four of آپ will receive detention.
Draco Malfoy: Excuse me, professor, perhaps I heard آپ wrong. I thought آپ کہا the four of us.
Professor McGonagall: No, آپ heard me correctly, Mr. Malfoy. آپ see, honorable as your intentions were, آپ too were out of بستر after hours... آپ will شامل میں 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 مزید than werewolves in those trees, آپ can be sure of that. Nighty night.
Harry: Sorry.
Hermione: Sorry.
Ron: It's for your own good, آپ know.
Ron: I look good!
Dudley Dursley: How many are there?
Uncle Vernon: 36, counted them myself.
Dudley Dursley: 36! But last year... last سال 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, آپ like it now. Just wait. It's wicked fast, and damn near impossible to see.
Harry: What do I do with it?
Oliver Wood: آپ catch it. Before the other team's seeker. Catch this, and the game's over. آپ 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 آپ two read?
Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang!
Hagrid: Fine. Just so آپ 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. آپ don't want to go making دوستوں with the wrong sort. I can help آپ 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 آپ 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 پہلے 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, آپ 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. آپ 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 آپ would be here, Professor McGonagall.
Hermione: And you've got dirt on your nose, سے طرف کی the way. Did آپ know? Just there.
Hermione: Are آپ 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 آپ were scared.
Draco Malfoy: I'm not scared, Potter!
Draco Malfoy: Did آپ hear that?
Harry: [calls the dog] Come on, Fang!
Lord Voldemort: Harry Potter. We meet again.
Harry: Voldemort?
Lord Voldemort: Yes. آپ 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!
