I'd say the usual, but--. [He regards Ginny for a moment.] I suppose the usual for you could mean anything. Perhaps correctly estimating the weight of a pick'n'mix bag as chosen by a small child, or being able to look at the sky and predict the weather without grumpily coming to the conclusion that it's inevitably going to rain without the next four hours.

Anything he deemed important: French, Latin, history, mathematics, the Classics. [He exhales audibly, as if thinking.] I've also been taught to dance, the art of flower arranging, how to play a particularly brilliant game of charades. [A beat and he shrugs.] Although I do generally end up lying.