[His eyes widen a fraction and the angry, arrogant sneer slips from his face. But he braces his spine with a line of determination - he will not give...whatever this thing is the satisfaction of seeing him flinch. Though he longs to. Survival instinct alone is telling him to get the hell away and fast.

It's probably just a very good costume or illusion, he reasons to himself, seeking reassurance. Perhaps someone who's been Transfigured to appear like this.

He clears his throat as quietly as he can to disguise the fact he even has, before continuing in a cool and unimpressed voice.]

An interesting time, you say. Certainly one way to put it.

[His eyes flick to the pamphlet, to show it is very intentional when he avoids taking it and continues to ignore it.]

So I suppose that you must be one of the "monsters" to which these things reference?