I heard from my dear friend Tiberius Ogden, that you can produce a Patronus? For a bonus point...? Harry raised his wand, looked directly at Umbridge, and imagined her being sacked. Expecto Patronum! The silver stag erupted from the end of his wand and cantered the length of the hall.
The Italians say it is not necessary to be a stag; but we ought not to be a tortoise.
The Stag at Bay with the mentality of a fox at large.