Severus tried very hard to control a snarl at the mention of the tournament. He could still picture Isolde in that hospital bed, hunched over in pain...
"Oh yes, I'm sure he won without the use of a single illegal, harmful spell. What is the point of winning a regulated contest if you do it outside of the rules? That is the problem with him, with you, with all of you! How are we supposed to be superior if we do not follow the rules of engagement? How superior do you feel Alecto?"