Prof. Sprout: Oh, Longbottom's been neglecting his earmuffs.
Seamus Finnigan: No, ma'am, he's just fainted.
Prof. Sprout: [sighs] Yes, well, just leave him there.
Moaning Myrtle: *I'm* Moaning Myrtle! I wouldn't expect you to know me! Who would ever talk about ugly, miserable, moping, Moaning Myrtle? AHHHHHHHHHH!
[she lets out a piercing shriek and dive-bombs into one of the toilets, disappearing with a splash]
Hermione: She's a little sensitive.
[after the attack on Mrs. Norris]
Professor Snape: If I might, Headmaster. Perhaps Potter and his friends were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time. However, the circumstances are suspicious. I, for one, don't recall seeing Potter at dinner.
Gilderoy Lockhart: I'm afraid that's my doing, Severus. You see, Harry was helping me answer my fan
mail.
[Harry and Ron are staring at each other after changing into Crabbe and Goyle]
Ron: [in own voice] Bloody Hell!
Harry: We still sound like ourselves. You need to sound more like Crabbe.
Ron: [in lower voice] Um... Bloody hell
Harry: Excellent.
Moaning Myrtle: Here I am, minding my own business, and someone thinks it's funny to throw a book at me.
Ron: But, it can't hurt if someone throws something at you. I mean, it would just go right through you.
Moaning Myrtle: [swooping down towards Ron] Sure! Let's all throw books at Myrtle, because she can't feel it! Ten points if
you get it through her stomach!
[punches Ron in stomach]
Moaning Myrtle: Fifty points if it goes through her head!
[punches Ron in head]
Draco Malfoy: [after having Harry's picture taken] Bet you loved that, didn't you Potter. Famous Harry Potter can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page.
Ginny: Leave him alone.
Draco Malfoy: Oh, look, Potter, you got yourself a girlfriend.
Ron: You're a parselmouth! Why didn't you tell us?
Harry: I'm a what?
Hermione: You can talk to snakes!
Harry: I know. I mean, I accidentally set a python on my cousin Dudley at the zoo once. Once. But so what? I bet loads of people here can do it.
Hermione: No, they can't! It's not a
very common gift, Harry. This is bad.
Harry: What's bad? If I hadn't told that snake not to attack Justin...
Ron: Oh, that's what you said to it?
Harry: You were there! You heard me!
Ron: I head you speaking parseltongue. Snake language.
Harry: I spoke a different language? But I
didn't realize... how can speak a language without knowing I can?
Hermione: I don't know, Harry, but it sounded like you were egging the snake on or something. Harry, listen to me. There's a reason the symbol of Slytherin house is a serpent. Salazar Slytherin was a parselmouth, he could talk to snakes too.
Ron: Exactly! Now the whole school is gonna
think you're his great-great-great-grandson or something.
Harry: But I'm not! I can't be.
Hermione: He lived a thousand years ago. For all we know, you could be.
Oliver Wood: I don't believe it! Where you think you're going, Flint?
Marcus Flint: Qudditch practice!
Oliver Wood: I booked the pitch for Gryffindor today.
Marcus Flint: Easy, Wood. I've got a note.
Ron: Uh-oh. I smell trouble.
Oliver Wood: "I, Professor Severus
Snape do hereby give the Slytherin team permission to practice today, owing to the need to train their new Seeker." You've got a new seeker? Who?
[Malfoy steps out from behind the crowd]
Harry Potter: Malfoy?
Draco Malfoy: That's right. And that's not all that's new this year.
[shows everyone the new brooms]
Ron:
Those are Nimbus Two-Thousand and Ones! How'd you get those?
Marcus Flint: A gift from Draco's father.
Draco Malfoy: You see, Weasley, unlike some, my father can afford the best.
Hermione Granger: At least no one on the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in. They got in on pure talent.
Draco Malfoy:
No one asked your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood!
Ron: You'll pay for that one Malfoy! Eat slugs!
[Ron 's jinx backfires, hitting him in his chest and knocking him several feet backwards. The Gryffindor team and Hermione run to his side]
Hermione Granger: You okay, Ron? Say something!
[Ron opens his mouth and coughs up a huge slug
and Colin Creevey begins snapping away with his camera]
Colin Creevey: Wow! Can you turn him around Harry?
Harry Potter: No Colin! Get out of the way!
[he and Hermione assist Ron up]
Harry Potter: Come on, let's take him to Hagrid's.
[Ron throws up another slug]
Harry Potter: He'll know
what to do.
[he, Hermione, and Ron run off to Hagrid's as Ron continues to throw up slugs. Malfoy looks at them, then back at his teammates, laughing]
Ron: Do you think it's true? Do you think there really is a Chamber of Secrets?
Hermione: Yes. Couldn't you tell? McGonagall's worried. All the teachers are.
Harry: But if there really is a Chamber of Secrets, and it really has been opened, then that means...
Hermione: The heir of Slytherin has returned to
Hogwarts. The question is; who is it?
Ron: [sarcastically] Let's think. Who do we know who thinks all muggle borns are scum?
Hermione: If you're talking about Malfoy...
Ron: Of course! You heard him. 'You'll be next mudbloods'.
Hermione: I heard him. But Malfoy, the heir of Slytherin?
[deleted scene; the students are unaware that Harry is listening from behind the wall]
Ernie MacMillan: So anyway, I told Justin to hide up in our dormitory. I mean to say, if Potter's marked him down as his next victim, it's best he keeps a low profile for awhile.
Hannah Abbott: But why would he want to attack Justin?
Ernie
MacMillan: Well, Justin let it slip to Potter that he was Muggle-born.
Hannah Abbott: And you definitely think Potter's the Heir of Slytherin?
Ernie MacMillan: Hannah, he's a Parselmouth. Everyone knows that's the mark of a dark wizard. Have you ever heard of a decent one who can talk to snakes? They called Slytherin himself "Serpent
Tongue".
Hannah Abbott: Harry always seemed so nice, though. And after all, he is the one who made You-Know-Who disappear.
Ernie MacMillan: That's probably why You-Know-Who wanted to kill him in the first place. Didn't want another Dark Lord competing with him.
Hermione: It's a bit strange, isn't it?
Harry: Strange?
Hermione: You hear this voice, a voice only you can hear, and then Mrs. Norris turns up petrified? It's just... strange.
Harry: Do you think I should have told them? Dumbledore and the others, I mean.
Ron: Are you mad?
Hermione: No, Harry. Even in the wizarding world, hearing voices isn't a good sign.
Draco Malfoy: Father always said that Dumbledore was the worst thing that ever happened to this place.
Harry: [disguised as Goyle] You're wrong!
Draco Malfoy: What? You think there's someone here who's worse than Dumbledore? Well? Do you?
Harry: [disguised as Goyle] ... Harry Potter?
Draco
Malfoy: Good one, Goyle. You're absolutely right.
Professor Snape: You were seen. By no less than seven Muggles! Do you have any idea how serious this is? You have risked the exposure of our world! Not to mention the damage you inflicted on a Whomping Willow that's been on these grounds since before you were born!
Ron: Honestly, Professor Snape, I think it did more damage to us.
Professor
Snape: Silence! I assure you that were you in Slytherin and your fate rested with me, the both of you would be on the train home tonight!
Harry: [writing inside Tom Riddle's diary] My name is Harry Potter.
[the words disappear, then other words appear in the diary]
Tom Marvolo Riddle: Hello, Harry Potter, my name is Tom Riddle.
Harry: [writing] Do you know anything about the Chamber of Secrets?
Tom Marvolo Riddle: [word appears] Yes...
Harry: Can you tell me?
Tom Marvolo Riddle: No...
[Harry sighs in frustration, but then sees the next words, and get excited]
Tom Marvolo Riddle: But I can show you... Let me take you back 50 years ago... 13th June.
[the pages turn to this date, then Harry is swept inside the diary]
Gilderoy Lockhart: [Echoing from the bottom of the entrance shaft] It's really quite filthy down here!
Harry: [Preparing to follow Lockhart] Here we go.
Moaning Myrtle: Oh Harry - if you die down there, you're welcome to share my toilet!
[Quick shot of Ron looking pained before cutting to Harry]
Harry:
Uh, thanks, Myrtle.