Harry: I don't understand...
Ron: What?
Harry: Every time I say one of Luna's creatures is made up, they turn out to be real...
Crumple-Horned-Snorkack: Hello.
Wakspurts: 'sup!
Hermione: What are you two doing, sitting in a pile of weeds???
Harry: Weeds attract the Flying Puffkin.
Hermione: Don't be silly, that doesn't exist!
Flying Puffkin: How rude.
Hermione: O_O
Luna: Anything's Possible!!!!!!!!!!!!!