Never try to understand the students. They hate it. They would much rather be tragically misunderstood, wallow in self-pity, stew in their own.
Professor Binns had been very old indeed when he had fallen asleep in front of the staffroom fire and got up next morning to teach, leaving his body behind him.
When you have that last piece of the jigsaw, everything will, I hope, be clear..." -Albus Dumbledore.
What are Fred and I? Next door neighbors?
Montague's just been found in a toilet, Sir.
Of course we still want to know you! Harry said, staring at Hagrid. You don't think anything that Skeeter cow — sorry, Professor, he added quickly, looking at Dumbledore. I have gone temporarily deaf and haven't any idea what you said, Harry, said Dumbledore, twiddling his thumbs and staring at the ceiling.