In walked a person under a hood.

"What is your name old witch?"

"I'm a wizard" replied the old witch, I mean old wizard.

"Ok then, what is your name old wizard?"

"I'm 35! I'm hardly old." said the old wizard who wasn't that old, apparently.

"Well I couldn't have just called you wizard"

"You could have called me Dedalus."

"Well I didn't know your name was Dedalus."

"Well you didn't bother to find out did you?"

"I did! I asked what your name was!"

"Well who are you"

"I'm Dumbledore, headmaster of the wizards."

"I don't remember voting for you."

"You don't vote for a headmaster."

"Then how did you become one?"

"Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic held forth the acceptance parchment and told me to rule Hogwarts."

"Listen, just because some old fart threw you an old piece of paper doesn't mean that you should be headmaster."

"Im getting sick of you. Goodbye!" As he said that Dumbledore flicked his wand and Dedalus was thrown out as if an invisible hand was dragging him out the door.

"Help me! I'm being oppressed."

Dumbledore flicked his wand again and he was dragged further.

"NEXT!"