- "Those fucking jers! How dare they! Shity retards are too damp to bloody understand that this ancestor is increasing the level of greatness in this prickly room. What were those cold-blooded thinking about rejecting my majestic offer of being with those dummies?! They will fucking regret!" – Ron Weasley was now sitting right in front of He Xuan, but the boy paid not much attention to the former ghost and puppy-Malfoy, as his eyes were still on the older student, presumably a prefect, looking on the badge, who was in charge of his shame.