Ooh, you look much tastier than Crabbe and Goyle, Harry"said... - J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

"Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched..."

"Hello, Minister!"bellowed Percy, sending a neat jinx straight at Thicknesse, who dropped his wand and clawed at the front of his robes, apparently in awful discomfort. "Did I mention I'm resigning?"

"I can't give a Professor love!"

"Would it hurt to die?"

"Not my daughter, you bitch!"