By dinner, Harry was seriously regretting not just grabbing Draco and running away from school. He remembered their workload picking up after Christmas, but he didn’t remember it being to  this extent. Apparently, his smooth sailing through the previous term had significantly raised his professor’s expectations of him. Upon attempting to return to the dormitories during his free period, McGonagall and Flitwick had cornered him, and shepherded him towards McGonagall’s office.