Oh, pff yourself, Greengrass. It's not like we drove the car at all: we flew it. It's like a broom or a carpet, y'know: you tell it go up and then you sort of nudge it the way you want to go. There's the steering wheel for guiding it left or right, but it's really running on magic--you just, I don't know, think up or down, this way or that, and it does it.
Divvy? You wouldn't be calling it a divvy attempt if we'd got killed. And if Harry's Father could keep people from attacking him, it would definitely have been quieter around here last year! Hello! Macnair? Quirrell? And that was here at school where we've got all sorts of wards and protections to keep us all safe. This happened at Kings Cross station in the middle of London.
Obviously he can't keep Harry completely safe from every nutter in the country or this sort of thing wouldn't keep happening.
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Date: 2009-09-04 01:43 pm (UTC)Divvy? You wouldn't be calling it a divvy attempt if we'd got killed. And if Harry's Father could keep people from attacking him, it would definitely have been quieter around here last year! Hello! Macnair? Quirrell? And that was here at school where we've got all sorts of wards and protections to keep us all safe. This happened at Kings Cross station in the middle of London.
Obviously he can't keep Harry completely safe from every nutter in the country or this sort of thing wouldn't keep happening.