Anthony hadn't expected to run into anyone so early, but especially not Shaela. It put him in an awkward predicament. Most students and professors ignored him, because they were aware just how surly and unpleasant he was. Anthony was hoping that this would work in his favor, if he managed to meet anyone on his way to Umbridge's office. Most if the servants, he knew, would approve of what he was about to do. Shaela, however, was different. She wasn't as vocal about her hatred of the established hierarchy. That was just...suspicious.
"Uh, what are you doing here?" he stammered, caught off guard. The Ashwinder egg was visible underneath his arm, and it took him a moment to shift it behind his back.