It did not bother her that the eyes of the students had fallen on her, in the same way it didn’t bother her that they could hear what she was saying. Good. Let them hear. Let them know her roses were not to be harmed. This was the pride of her school. She’d worked tirelessly in it. Shut down this section of the school’s garden for a whole year to get it just right. That yoga session was meant to be it’s grand reopening before the miscreants ruined the whole affair. This garden was a BIG DEAL for her and so far the Hogwarts students had proven to be less than ideal guests. She would not let them ruin her garden as they tried to ruin everything else.

A new anger rose within her when Mathys explained the reason for this atrocity.

“Safety?!” She all but shrieked. “What about ze safety of my roziz?!?! What happenz when zhey damage zhem??” She didn’t CARE about their safety, she cared about her damned roses!! They were magical! They were perfection! They were—on fire!!

Giselle looked to the roses, then the careless girl, then her CoMC Professor. It was all she could do not to entirely explode. “You careless child!!!” She bellowed, reaching over and grabbing the girl (Claudine)by the scruff of her collar. “Look!” She demanded of the man. “Look! See! See what your care for zhem has caused! Look at my ROZIZ! Careless girl! You careless, careless girl! I warned you zhey we’re not skilled! I want zhem OUT. Out now! Out out out!”

Her grip didn’t loosen on the Slytherin. The woman was beside herself with rage.

“Ow could’you sink zhis was a good idea, Mathys?! LOOK!”