I opened my worn-out cotton quilt, put the book of Capital Theory under the quilt as my pillow, and lay down on my Bed flatling and acted as if there was no one else present.
Harry, still staring at the place where Moody's face had been, saw Albus Dumbledore, Professor Snape, and Professor McGonagall looking back at him out of the Foe-Glass.
It was a ghastly trip home, with Aunt Pitty crying into her handkerchief, Melanie sitting erect and white and Scarlett slumped, stunned in the corner of the carriage.
There was a blinding flash of red light, and with a great splintering and crashing, the door of Moody's office was blasted apart-Moody was thrown backward onto the office floor.