"Well, obviously I wouldn't have planted it," Draco said. That much should have been obvious to anyone who knew him. He didn't much care about the Headmistress one way or the other, though he definitely didn't think she had deserved to be blown up. Or Evan, for that matter. "But someone stole mine. Obviously with the intention of framing me."
He was glad to hear that his father approved of his plan, though. And he hoped that Rookwood would prove to me more than helpful. "It won't happen again, at any rate."