[ Oh, by all means, please laugh Ron. Please laugh until your sides are in stitches because what even was he possibly thinking, coming up with a name like that?

(Of course, he'll find some time down the road why he'd named his youngest son that, but for now sixteen year old Harry's got a lot to say about this set of dorky sounding names.) ]

I can't believe I've got a - that you've got a - that we both ... [ Harry shakes his head.

Ah, yes. The trace.

He'll likely have it on him too. ] You believe him? Them? Do you really think what they're saying is true?