"You think you're so smart, Tony," he said with a bitter laugh. "You think you know everything, don't you?" He resisted the urge to whip out his wand, knowing Tony was probably better than him at wandwork. "I don't fucking pretend to know what you're going through. I'm glad you show me the same fucking respect." He turned, glaring at the crowd. "Get the fuck out of my way," he snapped, shoving two third years roughly aside.
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