Harry Potter characters react to the movies

Cornelius Fudge

The camera follows Harry, Ron, and Hermione as they walk out onto the grass, the tension between them thick enough to cut with a knife.

Hermione: It can't be Hagrid. It just can't be.

Umbridge, said, her sneer practically audible "Then who is it? Of course, it's that oaf."

James Sirius, bristling with anger, snapped back: "Please do us a favor and shut up."

"Thanks James," Hagrid said gratefully. 

Ron: We don't even know this Tom Riddle. He sounds like a dirty, rotten snitch me.

Ginny shivered involuntarily at the mention of Riddle's name. "He's not wrong," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Mrs. Weasley noticed her daughter's discomfort and squeezed her hand reassuringly. Ginny offered a small, grateful smile in return, though the worry in her eyes didn't fade.

Harry suddenly stopped in his tracks, turning to Ron with a grave expression.

Harry: The monster had killed somebody, Ron. What would any of us have done?

"You would have done exactly the same thing you're doing right now—searching for the truth." Professor McGonagall, her voice sharp and filled with authority, interrupted.

Ron opened his mouth, faltering slightly. "Well..."

"Yeah..." Harry muttered, still processing McGonagall's words.

Hermione: Look, Hagrid's our friend. Why don't we just go and ask him about it?

"You don't believe me, do you?" Hagrid said, his voice was filled with gloom

Ron looked up, startled. "Hagrid, it's not like that..."

But Hagrid cut him off, his large hand gesturing toward the screen as the movie continued. "Let's just get back to the film, eh?"

Ron: That would be a cheerful visit. 'Hello, Hagrid. Tell us, have you been setting anything mad and hairy loose in the castle lately?'

Hagrid walked behind the trio.

Hagrid: Mad and hairy? You wouldn't be talking about me now, would you?

Harry, Ron and Hermione: No.

Hermione, however, struggled to meet Hagrid's eyes, guilt gnawing at her as she shifted uncomfortably under his scrutinizing gaze. 

"Of course, we believe you, Hagrid," Albus said suddenly, earnestly. "Is there anyone who has the same compassion and beauty as you, yet has the ability to commit murder? Not in my opinion! I have never met someone as kind as you."

"Thank you Albus," Hagrid said, his eyes filling with tears at the support. 

"Yeah, Hagrid, we know you'd never hurt anyone," James added, giving him a reassuring grin.

Harry's attention was drawn to something in Hagrid's massive hand.

Harry: What's that you've got Hagrid?

Hagrid lifted a big green round container, his face brightening slightly.

Hagrid: Oh, it's Flesh- Eating Slug Repellant. For the Mandrakes, you know. Now, according to Professor Sprout, they've still got a bit more growing up to do. But once their acne's cleared up, we'll be able to chop them up and stew them and we'll get those people down at the hospital un-petrifies.