"Lupin, Remus!"
Remus Lupin, reporting for duty.
'You just relax, Mr. Lupin. It's me that's got the duty here. Now let me see...'
Relax? Okay.
Considered by many the greatest wizard of modern times, Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the dark wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel.
'Mr. Lupin, are you...reading?'
It's just a chocolate frog card. Is there a problem?
'Yes, there's a problem! I can't see inside your head! Put the card back in your pocket, we'll be done in a few seconds.'
A few seconds? Oh, excuse me. I didn't know.
'Hmm...very intelligent, a self-proven bookworm...and...a werewolf?"
What does THAT have to do with anything?
'My apologies. It means nothing, of course, as you have no desire to use your werewolf status for power.'
Keep it down, will you? It's a secret!
'Only you can hear me, Mr. Lupin. As I was saying, very smart, but...you don't see yourself in Ravenclaw, of course.'
"I don't see myself in any house."
'You dare to speak to the Sorting Hat?'
Yeah, I do, fancy yourself leader of the world or something?
'Well, you are quite intelligent, but you have a certain...attitude. To put my diagnosis is more modern terms, you've got spunk, kid.'
"GRYFFINDOR!"