No, There's No University For Wizards. At

Does It Hurt?" The Childish Question Had Escaped Harry's Lips Before He Could Stop It. "dying? Not At All," Said Sirius. "quicker And Easier Than Falling Asleep.

I Remember Every Wand I’ve Ever Sold, Mr. Potter. Every Single Wand. It So Happens That The Phoenix Whose Tail Feather Is In Your Wand, Gave Another Feather — Just One Other. It Is Very Curious Indeed That You Should Be Destined For This Wand When Its Brother — Why, Its Brother Gave You That Scar.

Your Great Puddin' Of A Son Don' Need Fattin' Anymore Dursley, Don't Worry

Yes, Severus Does Seem The Type, Doesn't He? So Useful To Have Him Swooping Around Like An Overgrown Bat.

Someone Creeping Into His Yard In The Dead Of Night? More Likely There's A Very Shell-shocked Cat Wandering Somewhere, Covered In Potato Peelings.