1 Work in Strangers on a Train (1951)
12 Jul 2015
“Would you like to hear one of my ideas for the perfect murder?” Riddle asked happily, out of the blue. “Want to hear about the poison in the tea delivered by a trustworthy house elf or the cursed object that slowly poisons the wearer?”
Harry blinked stupidly before responding with a bemused look on his face.
“Neither one, Mr. Riddle. I may be an old fashioned kind of guy, but last I’d heard murder was illegal.”
Harry jumped a bit as Riddle brought his fist down on the table. “What is a life to two wizards? Some people are better off dead. Like your wife and my father for instance.”