Which Came First, The Phoenix Or The

He Was Tall, Thin, And Very Old, Judging By The Silver Of His Hair And Beard, Which Were Both Long Enough To Tuck Into His Belt. He Was Wearing Long Robes, A Purple Cloak That Swept The Ground, And High-heeled, Buckled Boots. His Blue Eyes Were Light, Bright, And Sparkling Behind Half-moon Spectacles And His Nose Was Very Long And Crooked, As Though It Had Been Broken At Least Twice. This Man's Name Was Albus Dumbledore.

Some Say He Died. Codswallop, In My Opinion. Dunno If He Had Enough Human Left In Him To Die. Some Say He’s Still Out There, Bidin’ His Time, Like, But I Don’ Believe It.

She's As Nutty As Squirrel Poo.

Harry: This Book Belongs To Harry Potter. Ron: Shared By Ron Weasley, Because His Fell Apart. Hermione: Why Don't You Buy A New One Then? Ron: Write On Your Own Book, Hermione. Hermione: You Bought All Those Dungbombs On Saturday. You Could Have Bought A New Book Instead. Ron: Dungbombs Rule.

No Witch Has Ever Claimed To Own The Elder Wand. Make Of That What You Will.