As Harry tries to pull his hand out of Eyvind's grasp, who watches the effort with a sneer, Albus turns away abruptly. He doesn't look at Scorpius, of course - he stomps over to the table and throws himself onto Avery's seat, reaching for the mead jug without missing a beat. Even though there is now a kitschy collection of drinking horns on the table, he takes several sips straight from the jug.