Potter didn't say anything, just waited for him to obey. Once his shirt was completely open, and he had taken off his tie, he slightly opened his eyes to see that Potter had taken a seat in the front desk of the classroom, not far from where he was. He watched him with an impassive face as he slowly shed pieces of clothing. He let the fabric drip from his shoulders slowly, the material wasn't as expensive as he was used to wearing, but he had been forced to make the change since his father's assets had been frozen.