“You know that look that women get when they want to have sex? Me neither.”

“Do you mean ter tell me,” he growled at the Dursleys, “that this boy—this boy!—knows nothin’ abou’—about ANYTHING?”Harry thought this was going a bit far. He had been to school, after all, and his marks weren’t bad.”I know some things,” he said. “I can, you know, do math and stuff.”