Severus Snape: Albus, I caught Potter and his
friends with some midass herb, most likely given to them by Sirius Pack. How do we proceed?
Albus Dumbledore: Alright, first of all nigga, you don'
t go runnin' up on a real nigga like that. This ain't the opp block nigga calm down. And since
Harry was able to sip pure wock without buggin, he is ready to
face the
Opp-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named. He is ready for the Elder Blunt.
Severus Snape: Albus, you cannot be serious. He is only a boy. The Elder Blunt is the loudest shit ever rolled.
Albus Dumbledore: Indeed, it is the same gas we used on Tom Riddle all those years ago, therefore it only it that can stop the Dark Loud. By the way you tryin to hit this shit
bruh, It'll quell your nervousness for Potter.
Severus Snape: I... Suppose...
*Takes a hit*
Severus Snape: Damn that shit Loud as
fuck!
Albus Dumbledore: Severus! Stay with me! I need you to give me a ride to 7 Eleven, I got hella munchies
bruh.
