"Not at all up to your usual standard, Hermione. Only one out of three, I’m afraid. I have not been helping Sirius get into the castle and I certainly don’t want Harry dead…" An odd shiver passed over his face. "But I won’t deny that I am a werewolf."
"Did you like question ten Moony?" asked Sirius as the emerged into the entrance hall.
“Loved it,” said Lupin briskly. “‘Give the five signs that identify the werewolf.’ Excellent question.”
“D’ you think you managed to get all the signs?” said James in tones of mock concern.
“Think I did,” said Lupin seriously. […]
“One: He’s sitting on my chair. Two: He’s wearing my clothes. Three: His name’s Remus Lupin…”
“Full of Dark Magic? Do you really think so, Severus? It looks to me as though it is merely a piece of parchment that insults anyone who tries to read it. Childish, but surely not dangerous?" ~ (PA14)”—