"How would that improve my mood?" he has to ask, although the statement has tugged it upwards into bemusement.
He shrugged. "I tried not to give the Slytherin parents overmuch cause to complain in the beginning, and later on they didn't seem inclined to. The rest knew better, or learned quickly." He slides Rodolphus a droll look, says, "Because I'm not addicted to pineapples,* and also because I started the evening on whiskey." He tells the barkeep, "I'll have what he's having."
Me too. I'm sure it will get at least a little bit better once little Cedric (no, that's really his name, poor kid) gets over his cold. Too true! * Wiki disagrees with you on the torpedo juice, and I'm going with Wiki for Slughorn fun. ^,^