Antonin's arm restrained her, and Percy hissed at her to not make a scene. Tensely, she sank back into her seat, her anger still boiling under the surface. Morag schooled her expression to one of less...intense dislike.
How did one explain Umbridge in a few sentences? How did one explain the old bag at all????
'She is....' Morag began and stopped. Continuing, she said, 'A flunky with delusions of grandeur. A control freak,' and she emphasized that last word with distaste, 'who wants the entire wizarding world hopping to her tune...for their own good.' She said the last snidely because she never had truly believed the woman's good intent. The woman was a power-mad harpy. Helping her fellow wizard meant nothing to her.