First 'squawks' were kind of tolerable but it was getting seriously disturbing. 'Can't you squawk on your own?' thought Luther. Moreover, the squawks made it very hard to think. As if the History of Magic was not difficult on its own. 'Think of a fun fact. A fun fact.' Tuning out the squawks as much as he can Luther said raising his hand, "Ugh, Hogwarts has won the Triwizard Tournament the most out of the three participating schools, sir." and ended it with a glare at the source of squawks. This was the best he could do with all those squawking. Wasn't there a way to use magic to focus better or something? A potion or a spell maybe? Luther wondered who he could ask.