Good afternoon, Harry.
-Tokens from your admirers? -Admirers?
What happened down in the dungeons between you and Professor Quirrell is a complete secret.
So, naturally, the whole school knows.
I see that your friend Ronald has saved you the trouble of opening your Chocolate Frogs.
-Ron was here? Is he all right? What about Hermione? -Fine. They're both just fine.
-What happened to the Stone? -Relax, dear boy. The Stone has been destroyed.
My friend Nicholas and I have had a little chat and agreed it was best all around.
But then, Flamel, he'll die, won't he?
He has enough Elixir to set his affairs in order. But yes, he will die.
How is it I got the Stone, sir?
One minute I was staring in the mirror and the next...
You see, 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 more brilliant ideas.
And between you and me, that is saying something.
Does that mean, with the Stone gone that is, that Voldemort can never come back?
I'm afraid... there are ways in which he can return.
Harry, do you know why... Professor Quirrell couldn't bear to have you touch him?
It was because of your mother.
She sacrificed herself for you. And that kind of act leaves a mark.
No, this kind of mark cannot be seen.
-It lives in your very skin. -What is it?
Love, Harry. Love.
Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans.
I was most unfortunate in my youth to come across a vomit-flavored one.
And since then, I'm afraid I've lost my liking for them.
But I think I could be safe... with a nice toffee.
Alas! Earwax.
-All right there, Ron? -All right. You?
-All right. Hermione? -Never better.
Another year gone. And now, as I understand it, the house cup needs awarding.
And the points stand thus: In fourth place, Gryffindor with 312 points.
Third place, Hufflepuff with 352 points.
In second place... Ravenclaw with 426 points.
And in first place... with 472 points, Slytherin house.
Yes, well done, Slytherin. Well done.
However, recent events must be taken into account.
And I have a few last-minute points to award.
To Miss Hermione Granger, for the cool use of intellect... while others were in grave peril... 50 points.
Second, to Mr. Ronald Weasley, for the best-played game of chess that Hogwarts has seen these many years, 50 points.
And third... to Mr. Harry Potter...
...for pure nerve and outstanding courage I award Gryffindor house 60 points.
We're tied with Slytherin!
And finally, it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to your enemies... but a great deal more to stand up to your friends.
I award 10 points... to Neville Longbottom.
Assuming that my calculations are correct, I believe that a change of decoration is in order.
Gryffindor wins the house cup.
Come on, now. Hurry up, you'll be late.
Train's leaving. Go on. Come on, hurry up.
-Come on, Harry. -One minute.
Thought you were leaving without saying goodbye, did you?
This is for you.
Thanks, Hagrid.
Go on. On with you. On with you now. Oh, listen, Harry.
If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gives you any grief you could always threaten him with a nice pair of ears to go with that tail of his.
But we're not allowed to do magic away from Hogwarts. You know that.
I do. But your cousin don't, do he?
Feels strange to be going home, doesn't it?
I'm not going home. Not really.