"I cut it," he said defensively, reaching up to tug at it even though it was too short to tug. "It takes a variety of very complicated charms to get it to do what it used to do, and I...can't. And I was getting sick of hats."
As for the reading material...no. Just no. He had to struggle a little to get himself upright and leaning enough to get into his drawer of magazines - Quidditch magazines, perverts - but he managed.