““Potter!” Aberforth Dumbledore stood blocking the corridor ahead, his wand held ready. “I’ve had hundreds of kids thundering through my pub, Potter!” “I know, we’re evacuating,” Harry said. “Voldemort’s--” “--attacking because they haven’t handed you over, yeah,” said Aberforth, “I’m not deaf, the whole of Hogsmeade heard him. And it never occurred to any of you to keep a few Slytherins hostage? There are kids of Death Eaters you’ve just sent to safety. Wouldn’t it have been a bit smarter to keep ’em here?””
