Riddle flicked his wand upward, its tip reaching her forehead. His lips curled into an asymmetrical smirk. "I knew you were lurking in the hall that night," he said. "I’m not afraid of you, Granger. If there is one thing I know about you, it’s that you are far too arrogant to involve authority figures in anything. You talk about it, but when you have to choose, you’re determined to handle things yourself."