clear the runway.
no.  no.
did you bring your father's cloak like i asked you?
you'll see soon enough. pay attention this is important.
as a matter of fact i have. you might like to try the same thing now and again.
oh, the cloak. put the cloak on.
bonsoir olympe.
couldn't forget you olympe.
you'll be glad you came. trust me.
come on harry. they're seriously misunderstood creatures.
although, i have to admit that horntail is a right nasty piece of work. poor ron nearly fainted just seeing him you know.
oh sure. his brother charlie helped bring him over from romania. didn't ron tell you that?
i take after my mum. though i didn't know her very well, she left when i was about three. no, not the maternal sort her, broke my dad's heart though. you know he was a tiny little fellow my dad, i could pick him up with one hand by the age of six and put him up in the dresser.
and then he died when i was still in school. so i had to make me own way as it were. but enough of me, what about you!
so i remember, i remember when i first met you all. biggest bunch of misfits i've ever set eyes on. always reminded me of myself a little. and here we all are, four years later.
maybe. but we've all got each other, and harry of course. soon to be! the youngest! tri-wizard champion there's ever been! hooray!