Cream-colored potions and ill-smelling lotions;
Snape and Voldemort demanding evil devotions;
Wild owls that fly with horcrux rings;
There are a few of my unfavorite things.
Unshaven wizards with nasty old spells;
Ministers of magic in their private hells;
Sinister doorways covered with dents and dings;
These are a few of my favorite things.
When the spell kills,
When the witch thrills,
When I’m getting mad,
I simply remember my unfavorite things
And then I feel oh so glad.