Oh, right. I think I can handle that, sir. I have nothing to hide, after all.
Is that so? Are you… quite sure of that?
I.. I, uh.. Hi, Professor Snape.
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Think nothing of it, Ms. Granger. I am hereby required to… monitor student activity at the request of your Headmaster.

… I have no idea who JK Rowling is, nor do I feel as though you are aware of what you are saying, you insignificant gray-scaled coward.
I’m not sure I have anything of caliber to say. How mundane and annoying these Muggle contraptions are.