Nobody made a sound. Usually, one of Dumbledore quips would draw a chuckle or at least a wry grin from his goons. The tone in the room, however, dictated they remain stone faced and altogether grim. Dumbledore’s lips parted as he drew breath, but before he could form another word, Lupin stood forward. Severus, still clinging to Draco, tugged on his neck, causing him to stumble two steps backward and ensuring some distance remained between himself and the irate Professor.