With a frown, Harry releases his son and nods his chin towards the hallway, giving permission. "I'll definitely agree with you there," he says, grinning a little. It's fine by him if his son adopts the cliche of 'if you don't have anything nice to say', but it still leaves him a little curious as to what happened.

Speaking of, he glances out the door. "Does Scorpius know how to get back?"