You foul, lying, evil little cockroach!

The trouble is, the other side can do magic too, Prime Minister.

He's a werewolf! That's why he's been missing classes!

We did it, we bashed them wee Potter's the one, and Voldy's gone moldy, so now let's have fun!

Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march.

Death obsesses me, yes it does. I can't really understand why it doesn't obsess everyone - I think it does really, I'm just a little more out about it.

Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts, Teach us something please, Whether we be old and bald, Or young with scabby knees, Our heads could do with filling With some interesting stuff, For now they're bare and full of air, Dead flies and bits of fluff, So teach us something worth knowing, Bring us back what we've forgot, Just do your best, we'll do the rest, And learn until our brains all rot.