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Hagrid: You're the boy who lived.
[
after Harry mentions Fluffy to Hagrid]
Hagrid: Who told you 'bout Fluffy?
Ron: Fluffy?
Hermione: That thing has a name?
[
about Fluffy]
Hagrid: I lent him to Dumbledore to guard the...
Harry: Yes?
Hagrid: I shouldn't have said that. No more questions, don't ask anymore questions!
Hagrid: [
explaining how to get past Fluffy] You just play a bit of music and he'll fall right to sleep... I shouldn't have told you that!
Hagrid: You're a wizard, Harry!
Harry: I'm a what?
Hagrid: Dry up Dursley, you great prune!
Hagrid: Blimey, I'd love a dragon.
Harry: You'd like a dragon?
Hagrid: Vastly misunderstood beasts, Harry. Vastly misunderstood.
[
looking at a recently-hatched dragon]
Hagrid: Isn't he beautiful? Oh, bless him! Look! He knows his mummy! Hallo, Norbert!
Harry: Norbert?
Hagrid: Yeah, well, he's gotta have a name, don't he?
Hagrid: You all right there, Harry? You seem very quiet.
Harry: He killed my parents, didn't he?
[
puts a hand to his scar]
Harry: The one who gave me this?
[
Hagrid is silent]
Harry: You know, Hagrid. I know you do.
[
Hagrid sighs and pushes his bowl aside]
Hagrid: First - and understand this, Harry, 'cause it's very important - not all wizards are good. Some of them go bad. A few years ago there was one wizard that went as bad as you can go, and his name was V-
[
sighs]
Hagrid: his name was V...
Harry: Maybe if you wrote it down...
Hagrid: Nah, I can't spell it. Alright
[
whispers]
Hagrid: 'Voldemort'
Harry: [
loudly] Voldemort?
Hagrid: Shhh! It was dark times, Harry, dark times. Voldemort started to gather some followers, brought 'em over to the dark side. Anyone who stood up to him ended up dead. Your parents fought against him, but nobody lived once he decided to kill them. Nobody... not one... 'cept you.
Harry: Me? Voldemort tried to kill... ME?
Hagrid: Yes. That ain't no ordinary cut on your forehead. A mark like that only comes from being touched by a curse, and an evil curse at that.
Harry: What happened to Vol- to You-Know-Who?
Hagrid: Well, some say he died. Codswallop in my opinion. Nope, I reckon he's still out there, too tired to carry on. But one thing's certain, something about you stumped him that night. That's why you're famous, Harry, that's why everybody knows your name. You're the boy who lived.
Uncle Vernon: He will not be going, I tell you! We swore when we took him in we'd put a stop to all this rubbish!
Harry: You knew? You knew all along and you never told me?
Aunt Petunia: Of course we knew. How could you not be? My perfect sister being who she was. My mother and father were so proud the day she got her letter. "We have a witch in the family. Isn't it wonderful?" I was the only one to see her for what she was... a freak! And then she met that Potter. And then she had you, and I knew you'd be the same. Just as strange, just as... abnormal. And then if you please, she went and got herself blown up, and we got landed with you.
Harry: Blown up? You told me my parents died in a car crash!
Hagrid: A car crash? A car crash kill Lily and James Potter?
Aunt Petunia: We had to say something.
Hagrid: It's an outrage! It's a scandal!
Uncle Vernon: He will not be going!
Hagrid: Oh, and I suppose a great muggle like yourself is gonna stop him, are ya?
[
Hagrid has just very aggressively knocked down the door where the Dursleys are staying]
Hagrid: [
Calmly] Sorry 'bout that
[
Picks door up and slams it back in place]
[
Hagrid tells Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Draco to split into pairs and search the Dark Forest]
Draco Malfoy: Okay. Then I get Fang!
Hagrid: Fine. Just so you know, he's a bloody coward.
[
in King's Cross]
Hagrid: What are you lookin' at?
Hagrid: If that dolt of a cousin of yours, Dudley, gets up to any mischief, you could always threaten him with a nice pair of ears, to go with that tail.
Harry: But, Hagrid, we're not allowed to do magic outside Hogwarts. You know that.
Hagrid: I know that, but your cousin don't, do he?
[
after using a spell to mend Harry's broken arm, Lockhart inadvertently removes all the bones in it]
Gilderoy Lockhart: Ah... well, yes, that can sometimes happen. But as you can see, the bone is no longer broken.
Hagrid: Broken? There's no bones left!
Gilderoy Lockhart: Much more flexible, though.
Hermione: He called me a mudblood.
Hagrid: He did not!
Harry: What's a mudblood?
Hermione: It means dirty blood. Mudblood's a really foul name for someone who's muggle born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me. It's not a term one usually hears in civilized conversation.
Hagrid: See the thing is, Harry, there are some wizards, like the Malfoy family, who think they're better than others because they're what people call "pure blood."
Harry: That's horrible!
Ron: [
burps up another slug] It's disgusting.
Hagrid: And it's codswallop to boot. "Dirty blood." Why, there isn't a wizard alive today who's not half-blood or less. More to the point, they've yet to think of a spell that our Hermione can't do. Don't you think on it, Hermione. Don't you think on it for one minute.
[
as Ron burps up slugs]
Hagrid: This calls for specialist equipment.
[
hands Ron a bucket]
Hagrid: Nothing to do but wait till it stops, I'm afraid. Better out than in.
Hagrid: What are you doing here? Get outta my house!
Lucius Malfoy: Believe me, I take absolutely no pleasure being inside your...
[
looks around, disgusted]
Lucius Malfoy: You call this a house?
Dumbledore: You will find that help will always be given at Hogwarts to those who ask for it.
Lucius Malfoy: Admirable sentiments. Shall we?
Hagrid: And I just wanna say, if anybody was looking for some stuff, then all they'd have to do would be to follow the spiders.
[
last lines]
Hagrid: I'd just like to say that, if it hadn't been for you Harry, and Ron and Hermione of course, I would... I'd still be You-Know-Where. So I'd just like to say thanks.
Harry: There's no Hogwarts without you, Hagrid.
Hermione: Look, Hagrid's our friend, why don't we just go and ask him about it?
Ron: Oh, that'd be a cheerful visit. "Hello Hagrid! Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?"
[
Hagrid has walked up behind them]
Hagrid: Mad and hairy? You wouldn't be talkin' about me, now would ya?
Hermione,
Ron,
Harry: No.
Cornelius Fudge: [
just after Buckbeak's escape] We must search the grounds!
Dumbledore: Search the *skies* if you must, Minister, but now I think I'll have a nice cup of tea, or a large brandy. Oh, and executioner, your services are no longer required. Thank you.
Hagrid: You'll find no small glasses in *this* house.
[
after being "attacked" by Buckbeak the hippogriff]
Malfoy: You're going to regret this.
Hagrid: Class dismissed.
Malfoy: You and your bloody chicken.
Hagrid: Well, first the committee took turns in talking about 'why we were there'. Then I stood up and said my bit, how Buckbeak was a good hippogriff, always cleaned his feathers. And then Lucius Malfoy got up...
Hagrid: First thing you wanna know about hippogriffs, is that they're very proud creatures, very easily offended. You do not want to insult a hippogriff. It may just be the last thing you ever do. Now, who'd like to come and say hello?
[
everyone but Harry takes one step back]
Hagrid: Well done, Harry, well done!
Hagrid: [
about Buckbeak] I think he may let you ride him now.
Harry: What?
Hagrid: [
picking him up and placing him on Buckbeak's back] Come on, right behind the wing joint.
Harry: Hey! Hey hey hey hey hey! Hagrid!
Hagrid: I take after my mum. Though I didn't know her very well, she left when I was about three. Broke my dad's heart, though. You know, he was a tiny little feller, my dad. I could pick him up at the age of six, with one hand, and put him up on the dresser.
[
He and Olympe laugh]
Hagrid: He laughed so hard at that! And then he died, about when I started school. So I had to make my own way, so to speak... but enough about me. What about you?
Harry: Dragons? That's the first task? You're joking!
Hagrid: 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 them, you know.
Harry: Ron was here?
Hagrid: Well sure. His brother Charlie had to bring them over from Romania. Didn't Ron tell you that?
Harry: No he didn't. He didn't tell me a thing.
Harry: What's with the flower? Hagrid... have you combed your hair?
Hagrid: 'S a matter of fact I have. You might want to try the same thing now and again.
Hagrid: I remember when I first met you all. Biggest bunch of misfits I ever set eyes on! You reminded me of myself a little. And here we all are, four years later.
Ron: We're still a bunch of misfits.
Hagrid: Well maybe. But you've all got each other. And Harry of course, soon to be THE YOUNGEST TRI-WIZARD CHAMPION THERE'S EVER BEEN! HOORAY!
[
Hermione screams as Grawp grabs her and lifts her up]
Rubeus Hagrid: Grawpy, that is not polite!
Ron Weasley: Hagrid, do something!
Rubeus Hagrid: We talked about this! You do not grab, do you? That is your new friend, Hermione!
[
Ron swings a tree branch at Grawp's foot. Grawp looks down, puzzled, and shifts his foot slightly, knocking Ron back]
Hermione Granger: Grawp! Put-me-down!
[
Grawp stares blankly]
Hermione Granger: *Now*!
[
Grawp puts Hermione down gently and turns away shamefully]
Ron Weasley: Are you alright?
Hermione Granger: Fine. He just needs a firm hand, that's all.
Harry Potter: I think you've got an admirer.
Rubeus Hagrid: It's changing out there. Just like last time. There's a storm coming, Harry. And we all best be ready when she does.