"Well yes," Q nods. "He was the king. We can ask him about that too."
Q tries to sort out what Severus (who is a Slytherin to his mitochondria) has said. He's getting a sinking feeling in his stomach. "Final product?" is the best he can manage.
Q nods again. Now he understands. "The black widow spider isn't evil, even though it can kill you. But the person who puts them in your shoes is evil." Understands, but doesn't totally believe. Q still very much looks at the world through rose-coloured glasses. "Perhaps they just wanted a chance to dress up. Americans are very strange sometimes."
"Something like that yes," Q says. He decides he doesn't want to ask about Gilderoy's present whereabouts. Last time for a stall. "You'll laugh, or be angry," he ventures, still not looking up.
"Interesting," Q comments. "Though most medicines work regardless of gender," he has to admit. "Whole?!" Q blanches at the idea. "Peels, cores, seeds and all?" He almost gags.
"You set the Sorting Hat on fire?! Q is impressed and appalled. "WOW!" he breathes.