PROFESSOR MCGONAGALL FROM HARRY POTTER FUCKING GETS IT. YOU THINK SHE’S ALL STERN AND BORING AND UPTIGHT AND THEN BAM, SHE’S LIKE TURNING INTO A FUCKING CAT OR TELLING PEEVES HOW TO FUCK WITH DOLORES UMBRIDGE (UGH, DON’T GET ME FUCKING STARTED ON UMBRIDGE, AM I RIGHT?) MCGONAGALL’S LOYALTY TO DUMBLEDORE AND HOGWARTS IS FUCKING MORE STEADFAST THAN A LOCOMOTOR MORTIS LEG-LOCKER CURSE. SHE SINGLE-FUCKING-HANDEDLY LEAD THE DEFENSE AGAINST FUCKING VOLDEMORT IN THE FINAL BATTLE, AND LET’S NOT FORGET THAT SHE FUCKING DUELED VOLDEMORT FOR A HOT MINUTE, AND HELD HER FUCKING OWN. MINERVA, YOU’RE A FUCKING STRONG, CAPABLE, LEVEL-FUCKING-HEADED, BADASS. I WOULD TAKE A FUCKING BASILISK FANG TO THE HEART ANY DAY OF THE WEEK FOR THIS CHICK. SHE! FUCKING! GETS! IT!