"You - you really are absolutely... insane." Letting out a sceptical snort, Albus stutters, "And - and how is that supposed to work?" He shakes his head, then laughs mockingly. "Like that would change anything - I mean, you want that - what, are you going to move away from here or -" The confused look in his eyes is replaced by pity. "Scorp, you don't really think that would make anything better."