Knew you wouldn't die, Harry.
Lose a leg.
Or an arm.
Pack it in altogether.
Never!
Shush!
Go on Harry. What's the clue?
Who wants me to open it?
[crowd cheers]
Do you want me to open it?
[crowd cheers]
[loud screech]
What the bloody hell was that?
Alright everyone go back to your
knitting. This is going to be
uncomfortable enough without all you nosey sods listening in.
I reckon you have to be barking mad to
put your own name in the Goblet of Fire.
Caught on, have you? Took you long enough.
Wasn't the only one who thought you'd done it.
Everyone was saying it behind your back.
Brilliant. That makes me feel loads better.
At least I warned you about the dragons.
Hagrid warned me about the dragons.
No, no, I did. Don't you remember?
I told Hermione to tell you, that Seamus told me that
Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking
for you.
Seamus never actually told me anything
so it was really me all along.
I thought we'd be all right, you know, after you figured that out.
Who could possibly figure that out?
That's completely mental.
It is, isn't it?
I suppose I was a bit distraught.
Boys.
