harry p-p-potter. c-can't tell you how p-pleased i am to meet you.
a fearfully fascinating subject. n-not that you need it, eh, p-potter?
 this is an ingredient.
well, yes of course.
troll in the dungeon! troll in the dungeon! though you ought to know.
perhaps you ought to go. it might wake up.
severus i-i-i
i don't know what you mean.
yes he does seem the type doesnt he? next to him who would suspect p-p-poor st-st-stuttering professor quirrell?
oh no dear boy, i tried to kill you! and trust me if snapes cloak hadnt caught on fire and broken my eye contact i would have succeeded. even with snape muttering his little counter-curse.
i knew you were a danger to me right from the off. especially after halloween.
very good potter yes. snape unfortunately wasnt fooled, when every one else was running about the dungeon snape went to the third floor to head me of. he of course never trusted me again. he rarely left me alone. but he doesnt understand, im never alone. never. now does this mirror do? i see what i desire. i see myself holding the stone. but how do i get it?
come here potter! now! tell me what do you see? what is it what do you see?
tell the truth! what do you see?
master you are not strong enough.
what is this magic?