Botros stayed where he was, listening to professor Quigley and looking at the Gryffindor hoping to see any signs of remorse or admittance to his guilt. So far, he'd seen nothing but more defiance from him towards the Charms professor, who seemed much less impressed or invested in the boy than Abraham. Quigley obviously has already given up on Hirase, Merlin knows what happened in class to get the professor this unimpressed.

With an inaudible sigh, Ab stood back as the charms professor cast the barrier and the disgusting ugly things showed up. There were crawling slimy slugs and wandering roaches on the floor, the professor could barely see the floor around the boy now, ekh. Nobody liked to look at things like that.

More snapping from the boy with false judgment and criticism on the professor's method. Botros saw the slugs make it to the boy's shoes and clinging to his ankles with their slime smudging the bottom of his pants. "That tone is not helping your case. Learn how to talk to your professors with respect, don't think you can outsmart them." Abraham was the good Auror here, he was patient and willing to give the boy a step-by-step guide to being a good student. For now. Hirase should use that to his advantage.