Dear Professor McGonagall,
Our Harry is not going back to that country, ever again.
Come over here to try and get him, and we will kill you.
~ Mrs. Harvelle
McGonagall;
Harry isn't going.
Show your face anywhere near here, and I will kill you.
~ Jo Harvelle.
To whom it my concern;
Seriously. Don't come around here.
They really will kill you.
~ Ash