Anthony wasn't used to be shushed. Especially when he hadn't even said anything yet. When Lisa rambled on about how helpful this would be, he couldn't help looking at her with a cocked eyebrow, wondering—not for the first time—how this girl had wound up in Ravenclaw.
Still, it seemed he had no choice in the matter, so Anthony leaned forward and a bit towards her, just like he was told. There was no use in arguing with her.