"You are a child and he an adult," Mr. Granger says, standing as he all but spits out the words. His face’s gone red the way that Uncle Vernon’s used to before he started shoving and shouting. Harry shies away and the man falters, sitting down carefully and holding up his hands, as if trying to reassure. It’s a strange reaction in an adult. "I apologise. My anger isn’t towards you, Harry."