All right, Granger. As discussed.
Blimey, Hermione.
Straight in here if you please. [Hermione dips the hair into the flask] For those of you who haven't taken Polyjuice Potion before, fair warning: it tastes like goblin piss.
Have lots of experience with that, do you, Mad-Eye? [Moody glares at him] ...Just trying to diffuse the tension.
Wow, we're identical!
Not yet, you're not.
Haven't got anything a bit more sporting, have you?
Yeah, I don't really fancy this color.
Well, fancy this, you're not you. So shut it and strip.
All right, all right.
You'll need to change too, Potter.
Bill, look away. I'm hideous.
I knew she was lying about that tattoo.
Harry, your eyesight really is awful.
Right, then. We'll be pairing off. Each Potter will have a protector. Mundungus, stick tight to me. I wanna keep an eye on ya. As for Harry...
Yes?
The real Harry. Where the devil are you, anyway?
Here.
You'll ride with Hagrid.
I brought you here 16 years ago when you were no bigger than a Bowtruckle. Seems only right that I should be the one to take you away now.




