"I'm not an idiot." Draco sneered as he backed away from Barty and made himself some distance from the wet floor. These shoes were nice. Italian leather. He was not ruining them with some filthy rain water out of a wand. Looking less than impressed, he watched the water rain down and considered if he really wanted to do more missions.

"Did the Dark Lord command me to do it?" Cause if he didn't, he might try to find a way out of it. "I only listen to him or my father." It wasn't true but whatever it took to avoid more tedious quests to prove himself.