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Ron: Aight Harry, go easy bruv, I laced this one with gillyweed to get some mermaid ♥♥♥♥♥.
Harry: Being the chosen one brings lots of anxiety and depression, Ron. I'm finna chief this whole ass blunt if I feel like it.
Hermione: Ron! Harry! What are you two oafs doing? We have potions class right now!
Harry: ♥♥♥♥♥♥, sorry we're late Snape, we had to fight some gay ass trolls or summin' idk.
Snape: Is that marijuana I detect? Need I remind you rapscallions that weed is prohibited outside of the school's greenhouse. Additionally, that ♥♥♥♥ smell mid AF. Negative 420 points to Griffindor.