Young Writers Society

*insert quirky signature here*

Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!

Gandalf: "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"

There is always something left to love.
- One Hundred Years of Solitude

Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!

Gandalf: "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"

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There is always something left to love.
- One Hundred Years of Solitude

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English isn't a language, it's three languages stacked up on top of each other wearing a trenchcoat.

There is always something left to love.
- One Hundred Years of Solitude

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*insert quirky signature here*

Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!

Gandalf: "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"

There is always something left to love.
- One Hundred Years of Solitude

.--. --- - .- - ---

Dumbledore: "Now, it's great that you've been saving the school and all Harry, but unfortunately your grades have been a tad low, and, well... perhaps Gandalf could explain it better... hit it, Gandalf!

Gandalf: "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"