Her fist shot out and connected solidly with his nose.
She promised herself she would be patient and rational. Wouldn't do anything anyone would have reason to regret, but the second she saw that pompous arse's stupid, upturned nose and arrogant expression, her mind seemed to wipe itself of any and all reason.
"Morning, Zacharias." When he staggered back, she took the opportunity to step into the flat. "I thought you and I might have a little chat about the, oh, what did you call it?" She readied her wand, gripped so tightly in her hand, her knuckles turned white. "That's right. The end of the fairy tale."