Hermione pursed her lips and stopped the tapping of her finger. With a surge, she was out of her seat and leaning over her desk to meet Harry's eyes with her own in slits. "Careful, Harry. You speak from a place of privilege. You have everything you wanted... But, I am the Minister now, and as such you shall follow the laws as they are published. If you wish to return to your position, I will give a recommendation for your re-hiring."