Galen ignored the question as he dispelled the disillusionment charm and stepped forward. He felt his anger rising as he looked down on Melvin in disgust. "You," he said quietly, coldly, "are a waste of my time. You can't even protect yourself. Look at how easily overpowered you are!"

He glared at Melvin. "And you want to learn the Dark Arts? If you can't even block a few mediocre spells, how could you ever hope to master the real thing?"

He slowly pointed his wand down at Melvin, his expression one of complete disgust. "Do you even know what you've gotten yourself into? Do you even realize-"

He broke off, gripping his wand so tight his fingers turned white. Suddenly he hissed, "Crucio!"