Well, hell. When he put it like that, it wasn't as if Anthony had a difficult choice to make. Terrence hadn't really needed threaten him with memory modification. The offer of hilarity mixed with pissing off the Ministry was enough to charm Anthony into doing pretty much anything. With a wry smile, he shook his head, eyes returning to the castle.
"Well, I suppose I don't have much of a choice. Looks like I'm becoming a bad arse."
Which coincided perfectly with the mayhem he had just caused. At that moment, the sound of shattering glass was enough to put an end to the conversation, as Ashwinder egg exploded Umbridge's office. The window exploded, along with whatever and whoever was inside, and flames began to rise to such heights that it was visible from where they were seated.
"Damn," Anthony commented, his voice thick with amusement. "Umbridge must have been really flammable."