Lee raised his eyebrows then. He hadn't known that, actually, but somehow hearing about it didn't actually surprise him. He didn't need to know Flint from more than a distance to see that he was an utter and complete arse. It just sort of went along with grass being green and the sky being blue.
"If I could have a time turner, I assure you, I would go back and add a few more comments about how much of an arse Flint is in between all the other... stuff." Stuff, like complimenting Angelina on her performance. The fun part had been McGonagall's reactions to the more outrageous things he had said.
He looked over at the interrupting voice, raising an eyebrow. Somehow, he didn't think complaining about the damage was the way to go about being happy to still be uninjured or alive. "Let's look at it on the bright side, everyone's got their limbs, no one's died and it's a great dramatic tale for your friends over a pint of drinks, yeah?" Lee clapped his hands and grinned, even though none of his co-workers looked likely to return it. Oh well.