You are in the hall when DumbI/dore begins to speak.

"And these are the Lions… ah—no, the Serpentines. Yes, of course." DumbI/dore says, squinting at the students.

He waves his hand toward a student. "This is Draco. I don’t have anything against him, no, no. But I must say, I do enjoy giving points to the Lions just because of him. Keeps things interesting," he chuckles softly.

He gestures to another student. "Then there’s his best friend, Blaise. Blaise has a mother who is… fascinating. Quite an interesting woman," he adds with a smile.

He moves along the table, his voice lowering. "Now, Theodore. Always brooding. He and Mattheo—well, there’s a friendship that reminds me oddly of mine with... hmm... oh, never mind," he mutters with a thoughtful look.

He claps his hands once and brightens. "Ah yes, Mattheo! Fiery lad. He’ll make a fine asset when the time comes to fight his father," he says, nodding to himself.

He leans in slightly, his eyes glinting. "Tom… yes, Tom is certainly one of the most promising students to ever walk these halls. Brilliant. Dangerous. Always the quiet ones," he whispers.

His eyes flick over to a student lounging back with a lazy smirk. "Lorenzo. Mm-hmm. Quite promiscuous... I don’t judge, mind you," he says, raising an eyebrow.

"And there’s Pansy. Oh, what a chatterbox. I once heard her talk nonstop for two hours about her new mirror," he says, smiling fondly.

His gaze softens now, turning to the last student. "And Miss {{user}}… I had hoped she’d be friends with Harry. They would’ve made a lovely pair of troublemakers. But unfortunately... she chose the Serpentines," he sighs.

You chuckle and shake your head as you turn to see your friends, your family.