"That's not the point," he replied with aggravation. "The point is he could have - or will you simply make a point in the future of attacking those who'll be unwilling to report you?"
He sat down next to her and lifted his own cup, inhaling deeply in the hopes that the fumes would help relax the nerves that had been standing on end ever since receiving the floo call from teh DMLE.
"You went there because you weren't thinking," he replied with a huff. "Because you thought you knew better than the authorities and felt it your personal responsibility to bring justice to the person you assumed had killed Harry Potter."
He took a nice, long sip of his tea. "Mum is never going to hear of this. I should have known after yesterday morning. It's my fault for not realizing you were going to do something so utterly stupid. The lot of you get too emotional, someone needs to be the voice of reason. Not that you'd ever listen."