I hope you're pleased with yourselves. We could all have been killed - or worse, expelled. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to bed.

From here on in, Harry, I may be as woefully wrong as Humphrey Belcher who believed the time was ripe for a cheese cauldron.

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

And it's Gryfindor in possession again, as Johnson takes the Quaffle - Flint alongside her - poke him in the eye, Angelina - it was a joke, professor, it was a joke.

The trouble is, the other side can do magic too, Prime Minister.

My brain surprises even me sometimes.

Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.