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VOICE: They all must die.
VOICE: Kill. Kill. Kill.
VOICE: Time to kill.
FILCH: Caught in the act.
FILCH: I'll have you out this time, Potter.
FILCH: Mark my words.
HARRY: No. Mr. Filch! You don't understand...
HARRY: Professor I swear I didn't.
MCGONAGALL: This is out of my hands, Potter.
MCGONAGALL: Professor Dumbledore will be waiting for you.
MCGONAGALL: Sherbet Lemon.
HARRY: Professor Dumbledore?
SORTING HAT: Bee in your bonnet, Potter?
HARRY: I...I..I was just wondering if you put me in the right house.
SORTING HAT: Yes. You were particularly difficult to place.
SORTING HAT: But I stand by what I said last year.
SORTING HAT: You would have done well in Slytherin.
HARRY: You're wrong.
DUMBLEDORE: Harry?
HARRY: Professor.
HARRY: Your bird...There was nothing I could do.
HARRY: He just caught fire.
DUMBLEDORE: And about time too.
DUMBLEDORE: He's been looking dreadful for days.
DUMBLEDORE: Pity you had to see him on a burning day.
DUMBLEDORE: Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry.
DUMBLEDORE: They burst into flame when it is time for them to die...
DUMBLEDORE: and then they are reborn from the ashes.
DUMBLEDORE: Fascinating creatures, phoenixes.
DUMBLEDORE: They can carry immensely heavy loads.
DUMBLEDORE: Their tears have healing powers.
HAGRID: Professor Dumbledore, sir!
HAGRID: Wait! Listen!
HAGRID: Professor Dumbledore, sir, it wasn't Harry.
HAGRID: I'd be prepared to swear it in front of the Ministry of Magic.
DUMBLEDORE: Hagriiid!! Relax.
DUMBLEDORE: I do not believe that Harry attacked anyone.
HAGRID: Of course you don't.
HAGRID: Ohh! Oww! Right. Well, I'll...
HAGRID: I'll just wait outside, then.
DUMBLEDORE: Yes.
HARRY: You don't think it was me, professor?
DUMBLEDORE: No, Harry. I do not think it was you.
DUMBLEDORE: But I must ask you is there something you wish to tell me?
HARRY: No, sir. Nothing
DUMBLEDORE: Very well, then.
DUMBLEDORE: Off you go.
HERMIONE: Everything's set.
HERMIONE: We just need a bit of who you're changing into.
HARRY: Crabbe and Goyle.
HERMIONE: We also need to make sure that the real Crabbe and Goyle can't burst in on us while we're interrogating Malfoy.
RON: How?
HERMIONE: I've got it all worked out.
HERMIONE: I filled these with a simple Sleeping Draught.
HERMIONE: Simple, but powerful.
HERMIONE: Now, once they're asleep hide them in the broomstick cupboard and pull out a few of their hairs and put on their uniforms.
RON: Whose hair are you ripping out, then?
HERMIONE: I've already got mine.
HERMIONE: Millicent Bulstrode. Slytherin.
HERMIONE: I got this off her robes.
HERMIONE: I'm going to go check on the Polyjuice Potion.
HERMIONE: Make sure that Crabbe and Goyle find these.
HARRY: Ron, maybe I should do it.
RON: Yeah. Right.
HARRY: Wingardium Leviosa.
CRABBE: Cool. Umm..um.
RON: How thick could you get?
HARRY: Come on, let's get them.
HERMIONE: We'll have exactly one hour before we change back into ourselves.
HERMIONE: Add the hairs.
RON: Essence of Crabbe.
HERMIONE: Cheers.
RON: I think I'm gonna be sick.
HERMIONE: Me too.
RON: Harry?
HARRY: Ron.
RON: Bloody hell!
HARRY: We still sound like ourselves.
HARRY: You need to sound more like Crabbe.
RON: Bloody hell.
HARRY: Excellent.
RON: But where's Hermione?
HERMIONE: I...I don't think I'm going.
HERMIONE: You go on without me.
HARRY: Hermione, are you okay?
HERMIONE: Just go. You're wasting time.
HARRY: Come on.
HARRY: I think the Slytherin common room's this way.
PERCY: Excuse me.
RON: What are you doing d...?
RON: I mean, what are you doing down here?
PERCY: I happen to be a school prefect.
PERCY: You, on the other hand, have no business wandering the corridors at night.
PERCY: What are your names again?
HARRY: I'm...
DRACO: Crabbe, Goyle, where have you been?
DRACO: Pigging out in the Great Hall all this time?
DRACO: Why are you wearing glasses?
HARRY: Ah- um.. Reading.
DRACO: Reading?