“Harry,”
said Lockhart, his large white teeth gleaming in the sunlight as he shook his
head. “Harry, Harry, Harry.”
Completely nonplussed, Harry said nothing.
“When I heard – well, of course, it was my fault. Could have kicked myself.”
Harry had no idea what he was talking about. He was about to say so when Lockhart went
on. “Don’t know when I’ve been more
shocked. Flying a car to Hogwarts! Well, of course, I knew at once why you’d
done it. Stood out a mile. Harry, Harry, Harry.”
It
was remarkable how he could show every one of those brilliant teeth even when
he wasn’t talking.
(from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling)
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