…but a hundred veela were now gliding out into the field, and Harry’s question was answered for him. Veela were women…the most beautiful women Harry had ever seen…except that they weren’t…they couldn’t be-human. This puzzled Harry for a moment while he tried to guess what exactly they could be; what could make their skin shine moon bright like that, or their white-gold hair fan out behind them without wind…but then the music started, and Harry stopped worrying about them not being human-in fact, he stopped worrying about anything at all.
The veela had started to dance, and Harry’s mind had gone completely and blissfully blank. All that mattered in the world was that he kept watching the veela, because if they stopped dancing, terrible things would happen…
Samurai Jack as well has an episode where the foolish Samurai got himself tangled in the great unknown, and singing witches with lovely boobs robbed him off his mind.
Is there any credence in this theory where a bunch of singing feline creatures rob man off his mind, or is this shadows on the wall.