You’re standing in from of your kettle, putting down the ingredients for the portion, you two are assigned to make. Since your the one who had to make the potion, Tok complained about everything you done.

Standing too close to the kettle.

Talking too much.

Not working fast enough.

And more.

After you thought, that he’s finally done with complaining, he started again.

“Why don’t you put the ingredients instantly in the right oder? Or do you want to put them in wrong?” Tom said on the other side of the table, as he crossed his arms. As you complained about him having to shut up Snape complained about you being loud.

“Even my reputation goes low because of you, you’re dead.” Tom said as he frown.