Brains like that, you could be a Death Eater, son.

Gryffindor leads by eighty points to zero, and look at that Firebolt go! Potter’s really putting it through its paces now, see it turn — Chang’s Comet is just no match for it, the Firebolt’s precision-balance is really noticeable in these long —” “JORDAN! ARE YOU BEING PAID TO ADVERTISE FIREBOLTS? GET ON WITH THE COMMENTARY!

We do stigmatise teens a lot and see them as scary and alien.

Perhaps you have been looking in the wrong places.

Maybe a man in a million could unite the Hallows, Harry. I was fit only to possess the meanest of them, the least extraordinary. I was fit to own the Elder Wand, and not to boast of it, and not to kill with it. I was permitted to tame and to use it, because I took it, not for gain, but to save others from it.

Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.

There was a point where I really felt I had 'penniless divorcee lone parent' tattooed on my head.