An absolutely scathing review of Sirius Black.

Hey, brother!

Okay, buckle up people today.

We get a little spicy.

Sirius Black, you've heard of him no doubt.

Famous Gryffindor, Marauder, Animagus,

number one most wanted escapee of Asgaband Prison,

and one of my all-time favorite characters and one of my all-time

favorite series of all time. I can't stress it enough. For years, if you asked me which marauder

I most identify with, it was most likely serious. Well, Jay has always been more of a looping man,

if I do say so myself. I say so too.

See?

Sirius has always had what I perceive to be a kind of cool swagger about him, known for his amazing gifts and words of wisdom and guidance.

And a part of me is always enamored with his innate goodness, blended with his, as Dumbledore would say, certain disregard

for the rules.

Now I'm just starting to sound like a kind of like a crush on the guy.

But beyond that, Sirius has one key trait that really allows him to rise to the top.

He is, again, as Dumbledore might say, A fierce, fierce friend.

Obviously, Dumbleder was talking about Cedric there,

but it's one of my favorite movie lines not in the book,

so any excuse, you know, plus it totally applies.

And as long as we're basking in the glory of lines

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