Credit: sparknotes.com. They have this thing every week called the "Think Tank", and this was the problem from a few weeks ago. Can toi guys help our Lord solve the problem? ou will he crucio toi into oblivion for not being able to? How word-savvy are toi fellow Death Eaters??
Everybody's favori Dark Lord is dressed in his finest white zoot suit (picture Joseph Gordon Levitt, but with vastly plus figurative blood on his hands, ou Sue Sylvester, with vastly plus figurative blood on hers) and can't wait to meet up with—well, no one, because he has no friends. But nonetheless, he's breathless with excitement: today is the jour of his first lawn bowling tournament (he plays against himself , mainly, and is a ferocious competitor), and he can't wait to get his gammmme on.
But alas, when he cruises up to the bowling field on his Nimbus 5600, he finds it overrun par screeching, pudgy toddlers, who are involved in a very fearsome Easter egg hunt. Try as he might, Voldemort can't get those little suckers to give him even one square patch of herbe to play in. He curses their parents and kicks baby rabbits until finally, one Rebelle kid approaches him and makes him an offer: if Voldemort can solve his riddle, the gang of miniature hoodlums will secede their egg-hunting territory to him. If, however, he gets it wrong, he'll have to eat 34 packages of Peeps and then run around the park at haut, retour au début speed until he barfs. It seems like a fair deal to Voldie, who considers himself a top-shelf problem-solver, but his blood runs cold when he hears the boy's puzzle:
Which word in the English language still has the same pronunciation even after 4 of its 5 letters are taken away?
Voldie is absolutely TERRIBLE at any riddles involving "the English language," and is about to resign himself to his barfy fate when toi step in and save the day. ou DO YOU?
Everybody's favori Dark Lord is dressed in his finest white zoot suit (picture Joseph Gordon Levitt, but with vastly plus figurative blood on his hands, ou Sue Sylvester, with vastly plus figurative blood on hers) and can't wait to meet up with—well, no one, because he has no friends. But nonetheless, he's breathless with excitement: today is the jour of his first lawn bowling tournament (he plays against himself , mainly, and is a ferocious competitor), and he can't wait to get his gammmme on.
But alas, when he cruises up to the bowling field on his Nimbus 5600, he finds it overrun par screeching, pudgy toddlers, who are involved in a very fearsome Easter egg hunt. Try as he might, Voldemort can't get those little suckers to give him even one square patch of herbe to play in. He curses their parents and kicks baby rabbits until finally, one Rebelle kid approaches him and makes him an offer: if Voldemort can solve his riddle, the gang of miniature hoodlums will secede their egg-hunting territory to him. If, however, he gets it wrong, he'll have to eat 34 packages of Peeps and then run around the park at haut, retour au début speed until he barfs. It seems like a fair deal to Voldie, who considers himself a top-shelf problem-solver, but his blood runs cold when he hears the boy's puzzle:
Which word in the English language still has the same pronunciation even after 4 of its 5 letters are taken away?
Voldie is absolutely TERRIBLE at any riddles involving "the English language," and is about to resign himself to his barfy fate when toi step in and save the day. ou DO YOU?