Oh, this was just too much. Perhaps it was because his train of thought had traveled down to a different place, a place of portable swamps and flying to freedom, Umbridge shouting in anger far below, drowned by the cheers of fellow students.
He set the bottle of Murtlap down so as not to crush it in his fist and slid his hands into his pockets. "Leave the girl alone, would you? She's only human."