Dumbledore: Oh, here’s a berry pie, this one’s a sweet one it’s called ‘berry suprise’. Minerva every year wins a price for this, so you enjoy. Actually we’re gonna eat it in front of her so she can see your good work, go ahead and give that a try, my boy.

Snape, mouth full: That’s very good.

McGonagall: Yes, the suprise is rum.

Rand: *throws a piece of paper away, which then flies around and hits her in the eye*

Rand: I can always count on the Pattern to humble me every waking moment of every day.

Sephiroth: I have no idea what’s about to happen, but it has been a great pleasure to walk beside each and every one of you.

Genesis: Screw you! I want my final words with you to be indignant and irritated!

Nate: Is there a weak point?

Zari: Our plan.

In a pinch

Slytherin: Like I was saying….

Gryffindor: Enough! The time for talking is over.

Slytherin: I really don’t know if that’s ever true.