Stan Shunpike: Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. My name is Stan Shunpike and I will be your conductor this evening.
Harry: It's not... happy. Well, it is, it's the happiest I've ever felt. But it's complicated.
Professor Lupin: Is it strong?
Seamus Finnegan: [standing in front of the Fat Lady] She won't let me in! She just won't!
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Years ago, when Potter's parent's were marked for death, do you remember? They went into hiding. Few knew where they were. One who did was Sirius Black. And he told You-Know-Who!
Cornelius Fudge: Not only did Black lead You-Know-Who to the Potters that night, he also killed one of their friends, Peter Pettigrew.
Madame Rosmerta: Peter Pettigrew?
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Little lump of a boy, always following after Sirius Black.
Madame Rosmerta: Oh, I remember him. Never let James and Sirius out of his sight. But what happened?
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Well Peter Pettigrew tried to warn the Potters, and might
have managed to if he hadn't run into an old friend.
Madame Rosmerta: Mhm, Sirius Black.
Cornelius Fudge: Black was vicious. He didn't kill Pettigrew, he destroyed him. A finger. That's all that was left, a finger. Nothing else.
Professor Minerva McGonagall: Sirius Black may not have put his hands to the Potters, but he's the
reason they're dead.
Cornelius Fudge: And now he wants to finish what he started.
Peter Pettigrew: Harry, James wouldn't have wanted me killed! Your dad... your dad would have spared me! He would shown me mercy!
Harry: There's Pettigrew.
Hermione: Harry, you can't!
Harry: Hermione, that's the man who betrayed my parents! You don't expect me to just sit here!
Hermione: Yes, you must! Harry, you're in Hagrid's hut now. If you just go bursting in you'll think you've gone mad! Awful things happen to wizards who've meddled
with time. We can't be seen.
Shrunken Head: Ernie, little old lady at twelve o'clock!
[the Knight Bus screeches to a halt]
Shrunken Head: Ten... nine... eight... seven... six... five... four... 'tree'... 'tree' and a half... two... one and 'tree' quarters... YES!
Professor Lupin: Come in. Now, I haven't the faintest idea Harry how this map came to be in your possession, quite frankly I am astounded that you didn't hand it in. Did it never occur to you that this in the hands of Sirius Black is a map to you?
Harry: No, sir.
Professor Lupin: No. You know, your father never set much store by the
rules either. But he and your mother gave their lives to save yours. And gambling their sacrifice by wandering around the castle, unprotected, with a killer on the loose seems to me to be a pretty poor way to repay them. Now, I will not cover for you again, Harry, do you hear me? I want you to return to your dormitory and stay there. And don't take any detours. If you do, I shall know.
[taps the map]
Professor Lupin: I shall know.
[repeated line]
Professor Lupin: Eat this. It'll help.
Harry: What happened to me?
Ron: Well, you sort of went rigid. We thought maybe you were having a fit or something.
Harry: And did either of you two, you know, pass out?
Ron: No... I felt weird though, like I'd never be cheerful again.
Harry: But someone was screaming... a woman...
Hermione: No one was screaming, Harry.
Hermione: [to Buckbeak] Come on Buckbeak! Come and get the nice dead ferret!
Hermione: At least somebody's enjoying himself.