““Voldemort’s just a warm-up act compared to you three – what’s the matter?’ he added, for Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle had all looked stricken at the sound of the name. ‘He’s a mate of your dad, isn’t he? Not scared of him, are you?’ ‘You think you’re such a big man, Potter,’ said Malfoy, advancing now, Crabbe and Goyle flanking him. ‘You wait. I’ll have you. You can’t land my father in prison –’ ‘I thought I just had,’ said Harry. ‘The Dementors have left Azkaban,’ said Malfoy quietly. ‘Dad and the others’ll be out in no time …’ ‘Yeah, I expect they will,’ said Harry. ‘Still, at least everyone knows what scumbags they are now –’ Malfoy’s hand flew towards his wand, but Harry was too quick for him; he had drawn his own wand before Malfoy’s fingers had even entered the pocket of his robes. ‘Potter!’ The voice rang across the Entrance Hall. Snape had emerged from the staircase leading down to his office and at the sight of him Harry””
