 "Are you actually comparing me being forced to return to my abusive aunt and uncle’s house again, and being cut off almost completely from the wizarding world, all after watching someone be murdered, and nearly being murdered myself, with you  not being able to leave the house?" though Harry had started at a normal speaking level, by the time he was finished he was nearly shouting, and the kitchen was suddenly silent except for the sound of the bubbling cauldron, and a neglected knife that continued to chop mindlessly by itself.