“Nature gave us lips to conceal our teeth, ” ran one popular Victorian maxim, alluding to the fact that before the birth of proper dentistry, mouths were often in a shocking state of hygiene.
Malfoy was curled up on the ground, whimpering and moaning, his nose bloody; George was sporting a swollen lip; Fred was still being forcibly restrained by the three Chasers, and Crabbe was cackling in the background.
Yet girth-management is big business, full of charismatic hucksters and fake science (fat-burning lip balm? ), earning $40 billion a year in America alone.