"I think they could stand to be more grueling. My record of late has not been terribly impressive, as we've already discussed." She'd just put something of a spoke in the wheel of his plans; he knocked off her pawn with one of his bishops, more out of spite than strategy. It wasn't such a terrible risk. "And if I can't frighten the Hufflepuffs, I suppose I'm due for another little reign of terror." He didn't seem to be joking, but then, he never did. "Move up from making one child cry in the hall per week to somewhere around four."