“Yeah, we’ll call you,” muttered Ron as the knight disappeared, “If we ever need someone mental.”

“If you’re not in Gryffindor, we’ll disinherit you,” said Ron, “but no pressure.”

“Have you ever seen anything quite as pathetic?" said Malfoy. "And he’s supposed to be our teacher!"Harry and Ron both made furious moves toward Malfoy, but Hermione got there first - SMACK!She had slapped Malfoy across the face with all the strength she could muster. Malfoy staggered. Harry, Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle stood flabbergasted as Hermione raised her hand again."Don’t you dare call Hagrid pathetic you foul—you evil—""Hermione!" said Ron weakly and he tried to grab her hand as she swung it back."Get off Ron!"Hermione pulled out her wand. Malfoy stepped backward. Crabbe and Goyle looked at him for instructions, thoroughly bewildered."C’mon," Malfoy muttered, and in a moment, all three of them had disappeared into the passageway to the dungeons."Hermione!" Ron said again, sounding both stunned and impressed.”

“Ron, we're supposed to show the first years where to go!" "Oh yeah," said Ron, who had obviously forgotten. "Hey -- hey you lot! Midgets!”

“Ron's eyebrows rose so high that they were in danger of disappearing into his hair.”

“You could say sorry," suggested Harry bluntly. "What, and get attacked by another flock of canaries?" muttered Ron."What did you have to imitate her for?""She laughed at my mustache!""So did I, it was the stupidest thing I've ever seen.”

“Yeah,” said Ron, “and lucky Harry doesn’t lose his head in a crisis — ‘there’s no wood,’ honestly.”