Umdrige was spitting mad when the figures faded away. She sputtered to herself as she tried to find the words to express her displeasure.
This gave Harry an idea and he shot a discreet spell at Umbridge. She continued to splutter, starting new sentences and discarding them, but now there were captions floating above her head.
"I didn't do those things," Umbridge started another sentence.
"I did them with style," the caption finished.
"All of those images were false."
"Except for the ones that weren't... Which is all of them."
"It was a prank, that's all."
"An excellent prank."
"By someone trying to malign me."
"Because I don't do nearly a good enough job on my own."
"Everyone just forget about these false images."
"Since I'll be making more scenes as soon as I can."
This last caption probed to be too much for the students eagerly reading the captions and they burst into laughter. Snickers had been floating through the room since the playback had started, but they had kept it contained enough that Umbridge hadn't really heard. But now the room rang with laughter and she couldn't help but hear it.