"Praise them for being so clever and skeptical," he said before he started back up the stairs, brushing some dirt from the pot off of his book. "What were you doing this this, anyway? It's loads too advanced for you. You've got your own texts to be looking at."
Though he supposed if he'd been a first year with an older brother, he would've wanted to see what was ahead.
After all, he still tried to get into his father's personal collection of books. The ones he wouldn't just leave in the library for Scorpius to stumble over.
Sure, all right, he had no idea what was in the books, but it had to be good, right, if they were hidden?