Wit Beyond Measure Is A Man's Greatest

Stop, Stop, Stop, You're Going To Poke Someone's Eye Out!

The Opportunity Was Too Perfect To Miss. Harry Crept Silently Around Behind Malfoy, Crabbe, And Goyle, Bent Down, And Scooped A Large Handful Of Mud Out Of The Path. 'we Were Just Talking About Your Friend Hagrid,' Malfoy Said To Ron. 'just Trying To Imagine What He's Saying To The Committee For The Disposal Of Dangerous Creatures. D'you Think He'll Cry When They Cut Off His Hippogriff's—' Splat. Malfoy's Head Jerked Back As The Mud Hit Him; His Silverblond Hair Was Suddenly Dripping In Muck.

Twilight Fell: The Sky Turned To A Light, Dusky Purple Littered With Tiny Silver Stars.

Perhaps Just One More, Master Harry, For Luck?

You Could Be Great, You Know, It’s All Here In Your Head, And Slytherin Will Help You On The Way To Greatness, No Doubt About That.