I find that discussing an idea out loud is often the way to kill it stone dead.

And anyway, life's too short.

First sign of madness, talking to your own head.

Pity you can't attach an extra arm to your [broom], Malfoy. Then it could catch the Snitch for you.

Luck can only get you so far.

Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.

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