Cornelius Fudge: You will now be escorted back to the Ministry, where you will be formally charged, then sent to Azkaban to await trial!
Albus Dumbledore: Ah. Yes. Yes, I thought we might hit that little snag.
Cornelius Fudge: Snag? I see no snag, Dumbledore!
Albus Dumbledore: Well, I’m afraid I do.
Cornelius Fudge: Oh, really?
Albus Dumbledore: Well - it’s just that you seem to be labouring under the delusion that I am going to- what is the phrase? - come quietly. I am afraid I am not going to come quietly at all, Cornelius. I have absolutely no intention of being sent to Azkaban. I could break out, of course - but what a waste of time, and frankly, I can think of a whole host of things I would rather be doing.
Sometimes folks make the comment (dark humor I suppose), “See you in the camps.”
I have no intention of seeing anyone in any camps.