'Sweet Merlin, do we do the same thing????!!!' Morag asked incredulously. 'I have got to have Percy check into the effectiveness of the Aurors guarding Hogsmeade....' she muttered.
With a sneer, she said, 'Well, I find I can live with him turning over in his grave. I hope he's having a most unpleasant afterlife, given he started this mess!' She made a face. 'I wonder if roasting his coffin would add to his misery? I'd be tempted....'
She dispatched a stunning spell into the face of an attacker without seeming to have even noticed him at all. 'Did you see that?' she complained. 'I don't even have to look carefully at them, they're so abysmally bad!'
'Good,' she answered. 'At least Fraidy Pants and his Harpy have a few entertaining skills...'