All We Do Is Read The Stupid

For Instance, This New Idea That You-know-who Can Kill With A Single Glance From His Eyes. That’s A Basilisk, Listeners. One Simple Test: Check Whether The Thing That’s Glaring At You Has Got Legs. If It Has, It’s Safe To Look Into Its Eyes, Although If It Really Is You-know-who, That’s Still Likely To Be The Last Thing You Ever Do.

Gosh, What A Gripping Story. You Must Have Been Simply Terrified. Meanwhile We Went To Godric's Hollow And, Let's Think, What Happened There, Harry? Oh Yes, You-know-who's Snake Turned Up, It Nearly Killed Both Of Us, And Then You-know-who Himself Arrived And Missed Us By About A Second. Imagine Losing Fingernails, Harry! That Really Puts Our Sufferings Into Perspective, Doesn't It?

I Took A Wrong Turn On The Way To The Bathroom And Found Myself In A Beautifully Proportioned Room I Had Never Seen Before, Containing A Really Rather Magnificent Collection Of Chamberpots. When I Went Back To Investigate More Closely, I Discovered That The Room Had Vanished. But I Must Keep An Eye Out For It. Possibly It Is Only Accessible At Five Thirty In The Morning. Or It May Only Appear At The Quarter Moon - Or When The Seeker Has An Exceptionally Full Bladder.

I Have Seen Your Heart, And It Is Mine.

Well, I'm Sure You'll Find Someone Somewhere Who'll Have You.