Antonin shrugged his hand off, no longer appearing to be ready to rip Draco to shreds. The change in his stance only encouraged Draco to laugh more. Hermione didn't recognize the man. What had changed? Had he always been like that but able to keep a tighter hold on the truth around her? She didn't understand anything. Just as she worried that Antonin was going to lose his temper and murder the wizard despite whatever promise he made his wretched father, Draco took his leave.