"Can you now?" Professor Carrow asked, this time there was no mistaking her tone for anything but condescension. She gave a sharp laugh that sounded more like dead leaves dragging across the ground than a sound of happiness. "Are you pretending to an objectivity that is academic while your true feelings remain hidden?"
"I am most certain of that. It is only because of the fools who used to be at the Ministry that you received and OWL in this subject. Turn in work like this to me, not only will you receive a T, but I will be most displeased."
Alecto stood up and walked around behind Spencer. As she did, she lightly dragged her fingertips over her shoulders as she moved around her. "What do you think it is like to experience my displeasure, Miss Fawcett?"