![]() *** Dumbledore ignored Snape's grumbling and McGonagall's sighs as he rang the doorbell. ![]() "Boy! Get the door!" they heard from inside. The sound of shifting footsteps, the lock unlocking and the door was opened by a short black-haired boy who didn't look older than eight with emerald green eyes. Potter?" Dumbledore asked, smiling, overlooking the fact that Harry was obviously malnourished (which in turn caused both Snape and McGonagall to cast the Snape Glare of Death™ upon him). "Yes." "I am Professor Dumbledore, and these are Professors McGonagall and Snape. We are here from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You do believe in magic, of course?" The last part was more a statement than a question. "Oh, I believe alright," Harry started, "I believe you (pointing at Dumbledore) and you (pointing at McGonagall) are both obviously senile and have escaped the insane asylum and have obviously dragged your poor minder (gestured at Snape) along with this insanity," Harry turned to look at Snape with a 'I feel sorry that you have to care for loony's' look on his face, "Would you like me to give you the directions back to the asylum, so you can put the patients back in their beds." It took all of Snape's self control not to crack a smile at the emerald eyed boy, or even worse…laugh. #Twisted insane the insane asylum crack#Įspecially at the looks on Dumbledore and McGonagall's faces.
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