“Make me.” Angelina said, mostly out of surprise than to sound defiant. That was her spontaneous response to the situation, which she quickly understood once she looked at the person who spoke the words. “Perhaps instead of throwing orders it would be easier for you to just look up from your book while walking and not trying to pass through the side of the hall where people are standing. You do realize how big this corridors are, right? Move a step to your left and don’t bug me.”
morag raises her brows , jaw clenching ever - so slightly . the ravenclaw’s gaze swept past the gaggle of gryffindors to the main obstruction itself . her eyes are almost blank in expression , but her lower lip curls nice and neat beneath her teeth to imply otherwise . she doesn’t need to reason out with her or throw the impending hex she wishes she could cast deep , deep down . no . that was child’s play . “ i’d watch your tone , johnson . “ a bored sigh escapes her lips . “ wouldn’t want to break decree number thirty - three , would you ? “ at that , she nearly cracks a smile . as any other sane student , she believes umbridge’s new set of school rules to be complete rubbish . but she knows what consequences come with defying them .