Yes, Severus Does Seem The Type, Doesn't

Some People Do Not Seem To Grasp That I Still Have To Sit Down In Peace And Write The Books, Apparently Believing That They Pop Up Like Mushrooms Without My Connivance.

I Heard From My Dear Friend Tiberius Ogden, That You Can Produce A Patronus? For A Bonus Point...? Harry Raised His Wand, Looked Directly At Umbridge, And Imagined Her Being Sacked. Expecto Patronum! The Silver Stag Erupted From The End Of His Wand And Cantered The Length Of The Hall.

They Run Off Eckeltricity, Do They?" He Said Knowledgeably. "ah Yes, I Can See The Plugs. I Collect Plugs," He Added To Uncle Vernon. "and Batteries. Got A Large Collection Of Batteries.

We All Know That The People We Love Are Mortal, We All Know We’re Mortal, We Know It’s Going To End; You Cannot Prepare Yourself For It.

He Felt That He Was Still Groping In The Dark; He Had Chosen His Path But Kept Looking Back, Wondering Whether He Had Misread The Signs, Whether He Should Not Have Taken The Other Way.