“The dementors send their love, Potter!”

“Get over here and talk to her. She’s a reporter, not a Dementor.”“Harry Potter nerd.”“Whatever. Take the damn phone.”

“Harry Potter, he sends a message on Owl Mail while us poor old muggles have to make do with instantaneous emails and texting. Oh, if only we could be like you Harry Potter, with your four day owl delivery!”

“You can't give a Dementor the old one-two!”

“Dementors are among the foulest creatures that walk this earth. They infest the darkest, filthiest places, they glory in decay and despair, they drain peace, hope, and happiness out of the air around them. Even Muggles feel their presence, though they can’t see them. Get too near a Dementor and every good feeling, every happy memory will be sucked out of you. If it can, the Dementor will feed on you long enough to reduce you to something like itself — soul-less and evil. You’ll be left with nothing but the worst experiences of your life.”

“Personally, I'd have welcomed a dementor attack. A deadly struggle for my soul would have broken the monotony nicely.”