I Can't Give A Professor Love!

Potter! There Are Hundreds Of People Thundering Through My Pub!

Enemies Of The Heir, Beware! You'll Be Next, Mudbloods!

I'm A Real Sucker For Guitars. I've Had A Crush On Many, Many A Guitarist.

When Filch Wasn't Guarding The Scene Of The Crime, He Was Skulking Red-eyed Through The Corridors, Lunging Out At Unsuspecting Students And Trying To Put Them In Detention For Things Like "breathing Loudly" And "looking Happy.

Or Yet In Wise Old Ravenclaw, If You've A Ready Mind, Where Those Of Wit And Learning, Will Always Find Their Kind.