“I stared. "Canadian Satanists? You're sending me to a group of Canadian Satanists?”
“The real satanist is not quite so easily recognized as such”
“I MAY BE A HOGWARTS STUDENT...." Hargirid paused angrily. "BUT I AM ALSO A SATANIST!”
“Canadians, do not vomit on me!”
“You know you've reached a new plateau of group mediocrity when even a Canadian is alarmed by your lack of individuality.”
“Sister Mary chose that moment to come in with the tea. Satanist or not, she'd also found a plate and arranged some iced biscuits on it.”