Feeling distinctly more centred and calm, Harry moved onto his "annoy Umbridge as much as possible without being implicated’ plan. Eyes fixed on Umbridge, he flexed his fingers into a loose grip around his wand, placing it on his desk and discreetly directing its tip to point at the Professor. He only had moments before someone took the seat in front of him and blocked his direct line of sight, but even he wasn’t ballsy enough to jinx the woman while she was looking at him. He waited one breath, two, and then on the third she looked away, offering Parvati a sickly-sweet smile, and he acted.