Professor Snape: Let's get down to business

Phoebe: To defeat... the huns!

Maple: Did they send me daughters...

All the muggleborns: When I asked for sons!

Purebloods: *look of utter confusion and bewilderment*

Professor Snape: Detention for disrupting my class and twenty points from Hufflepuff and Gryffindor

A singular halfblood muttering under their breath: You're the saddest bunch I ever met, but you can bet before we're through

Phoebe and Maple whisper singing: Mister I'll... make a man... out of youuuuuu

Snape: *face palm*

This one was short XD