We dug ourselves into a hole and spent the rest of the game trying to dig ourselves out. We managed to give ourselves a chance in the second half, but the Wizards were able to put together a few scoring runs, and we couldn't stop them.
You're a wizard, Harry.
Don’t put your wand there, boy! ... Better wizards than you have lost buttocks, you know!
Why, dear boy, we don't send wizards to Azkaban just for blowing up their aunts.
Did you know— then?” asked Harry. “Did I know that I had just met the most dangerous Dark wizard of all time? No.
I am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick.
Apparently wizards poke their noses in everywhere!
Curious indeed how these things happen. The wand chooses the wizard, remember...I think we must expect great things from you, Mr. Potter... After all, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named did great things — terrible, yes, but great.
The wand chooses the wizard.
Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike ...We wizards have mistreated and abused our fellows for too long, and we are now reaping our reward.