"No,  you  listen. Firstly, I don’t give a rat’s ass about your excuses. And secondly,  she  is going to be fucking pissed that one of her favorite pets died. I’m done with you two. Congratulations, you’ve been promoted. I’m moving you up to level nine directly. That’s where you’ll get your extra service too, Malfoy, you dick. Until I arrange everything, stay here. Don’t even think about straying out of this room until I deal with the shitstorm you’ve created. And after we’re done, don’t let me catch you on my island ever again."