"So, you mean we are going to pull an all-nighter, and the only reason for it is the unsubstantiated word of three students caught wandering at night?"
Snape wore a loose dressing gown, his hair disheveled around his head, and his face was a picture of incomprehension, verging on outright contempt.
Professor McGonagall nodded. Although less than ten minutes had passed since she first heard the news, she seemed to have already accepted this somewhat absurd excuse for night-wandering.
Chapter 168