As he talks, Minerva's chin lifts slowly. It's not that she hadn't known Albus was capable of this, but that it hurts knowing he had done that to this boy. To the whole of the wizarding world.

One she wondered about the prophecy and how much of a hand Albus had in it. Many of them could be made not created as they were, and she knew that. But right now was not the time to get into that.

"Understood then. Go on back to your hours and we'll start with the rat. I suspect tomorrow in class, honestly. Do try and act surprised."