Gryffindor Leads By Eighty Points To Zero,

Mr. Moony Presents His Compliments To Professor Snape, And Begs Him To Keep His Abnormally Large Nose Out Of Other People's Business. Mr. Prongs Agrees With Mr. Moony, And Would Like To Add That Professor Snape Is An Ugly Git. Mr. Padfoot Would Like To Register His Astonishment That An Idiot Like That Ever Became A Professor. Mr. Wormtail Bids Professor Snape Good Day, And Advises Him To Wash His Hair, The Slimeball.

His Priority Did Not Seem To Be To Teach Them What He Knew, But Rather To Impress Upon Them That Nothing, Not Even... Knowledge, Was Foolproof.

Miss Granger, You Foolish Girl, How Could You Think Of Tackling A Mountain Troll On Your Own? Five Points Will Be Taken From Gryffindor For This,” Said Professor Mcgonagall. “i’m Very Disappointed In You.” Hermione Left. Professor Mcgonagall Turned To Harry And Ron. “well, I Still Say You Were Lucky, But Not Many First Years Could Have Taken On A Full-grown Mountain Troll. You Each Win Gryffindor Five Points.

The Forbidden Forest Looked As Though It Had Been Enchanted, Each Tree Smattered With Silver, And Hagrid's Cabin Looked Like An Iced Cake.

You Think It - Wise - To Trust Hagrid With Something As Important As This?" "i Would Trust Hagrid With My Life," Said Dumbledore.