"Old woman scratched his neck," Fred shrugged. Then he groaned, "Bloody hell, the old woman. I don't smell like dead old lady, do I? I'm pretty sure she was dead. Maybe before the giant snake came out of her neck. It was wearing her like as suit... but she talked, so I'm not sure what that was about. Maybe she wasn't dead until it popped through her, can snakes apparate? I'm sure it was her house."