Never Tickle A Sleeping Dragon.

I Loved Writing Dumbledore And He Is The Epitome Of Goodness.

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!

You Know, Minister, I Disagree With Dumbledore On Many Counts...but You Cannot Deny He's Got Style.

Overload 'em With Information An' They'll Kill Yeh Jus' To Simplify Things.

Just — Just To Be Clear,” He Said. “you Want To Leave Tonks At Her Parents’ House And Come Away With Us?” “she’ll Be Perfectly Safe There, They’ll Look After Her,” Said Lupin. He Spoke With A Finality Bordering On Indifference. “harry, I’m Sure James Would Have Wanted Me To Stick With You.” “well,” Said Harry Slowly, “i’m Not. I’m Pretty Sure My Father Would Have Wanted To Know Why You Aren’t Sticking With Your Own Kid, Actually.