I'm A Very Distracted Person.

Yes, Alive,” Said Fudge. “that Is — I Don’t Know — Is A Man Alive If He Can’t Be Killed? I Don’t Really Understand It, And Dumbledore Won’t Explain Properly — But Anyway, He’s Certainly Got A Body And Is Walking And Talking And Killing, So I Suppose, For The Purposes Of Our Discussion, Yes, He’s Alive.

Merlin's Pants!" Shrieked Hermione, Jumping Up And Running From The Room. "merlin's Pants?" Repeated Ron, Looking Amused. "she Must Be Really Upset.

My Parents Are Muggles, Mate. They Don't Know Nothing About No Deaths At Hogwarts, Because I'm Not Stupid Enough To Tell Them.

You Haven't Got A Letter On Yours," George Observed. "i Suppose She Thinks You Don't Forget Your Name. But We're Not Stupid-we Know We're Called Gred And Forge.

Kreacher Said Nothing,” Said The Elf, With A Second Bow To George, Adding In A Clear Undertone, “and There’s Its Twin, Unnatural Little Beasts They Are.