-sneers- Congratulations, Gilderoy. You’ve finally learned how to use sarcasm. Your parents must be so proud. Now, tell me, how did a brainless bimbo like yourself weasel his way into Ravenclaw? “Wit beyond measure is man’s greatest treasure,” and by that standard, your wealth on par with that of a house elf.
Sticks and stones, Severus darling, no need to be so jealous of what you can never have and never will be, dear.
Whatever would I have to envy of you? You lack intellect, geniuty, and you are terribly dull. It must take you longer to form those words than it does to curl your oh so precious hair.
Speaking of which, -pulls out his wand and shoots a jet of purple light at Gilderoy’s head, causing random patches of hair to fall away and laughs coldly- I daresay, that’s actually an improvement. It’s a fitting look for you.
