"While I did cast a spell of a higher year, it was a defensive one in response to her attempting to jinx me after he had tried to hex me. The moment Professor Sleptov left earshot a hex flew right where I had been standing. That is what set off this unfortunate series of events." He was still completely calm, their attempts to cast the blame on him left him unfazed. Then he realized something. The hex that had missed him was a stinging hex which would have left a mark wherever it had landed. His eyes studied Mr Urquart as his mind began calculating the trajectory based upon where he himself had been standing and where the instigator most likely was. "Madam, I believe I can tell you where his hex landed. The front left leg of Professor Sleptov's desk. Correction, the rear right from our prospective."