"That shows you how stupid he is. You're cute all the time," he said, smiling. "I promise to stop by often." Unless his head was exploding because that was a possible outcome of his lessons.
James looked at her, smiling. "Severus is teaching me how to fight Voldemort, how to kill him. I've learnt to cast most magic wandlessly, sometime wordlessly."
He chuckled. "I don't know. They keep throwing parties, but you have to blame Victoire for this one. She thinks that it's not a party unless there are flowers and speeches."