I Like A Quiet Life, You Know

Daddy's Gone Mad, Hasn't He?

That Old Berk," Muttered Aberforth, Taking Another Swig Of Mead. "thought The Sun Shone Out Of My Brother's Every Orifice, He Did.

So,” Sneered Fudge, Recovering Himself, “you Intend To Take On Dawlish, Shacklebolt, Dolores, And Myself Single-handed, Do You, Dumbledore?” “merlin’s Beard, No,” Said Dumbledore, Smiling. “not Unless You Are Foolish Enough To Force Me To.” “he Will Not Be Single-handed!” Said Professor Mcgonagall Loudly, Plunging Her Hand Inside Her Robes. “oh Yes He Will, Minerva!” Said Dumbledore Sharply. “hogwarts Needs You!

I Have No Time To Explain Now. It Is A Thrilling Tale, I Wish To Do It Justice.

Have To? Of Course You Have To! But Only Because Of You, Harry, Won't Rest Until Voldemort Is Finished! Think Now, For Once, If You Have Never Heard Of The Prophecy! What Would You Do?