See, Tobias DID have reason for coming in here. But he wasn't going to just go ahead and BARGE straight in. No. He was polite and stuff. Kind of. Well... he knew his manners, which was totally the same thing.

Toby reached the prefect's compartment and straightened his posture in an attempt to appear a foot taller than he actually was, and puffed out his chest where he'd stuck four small special shapes of parchment. He grinned pre-emptively and knocked on the door.

Even his knock sounded upbeat.