The twins answered in their usual fragmented fashion, taking turns every half a sentence without even pausing in between, like tossing a conversational Quaffle back and forth. Percy had always wondered if they even knew they were doing it. "Well, see, we thought Dumbledore was kidding" - "when he said that stuff at the feast" - "about dying a horrible death and so on" - "so we went to go find out what's on the third floor" - "in the middle of the night of course" - "and it's not even warded" - "just a colloportus, that was it" - "got through it easy" - "there's a trapdoor" - "with a big three-headed dog standing on it."