It was all the woman could do not to pass out from rage, a rage that grew when her own students came and confirmed what she’d already believed. It was the Hogwarts students. Just listen to them trying to deny it all, blame it on her little lambs. No, this would not do.

“I believe you ‘av your proof.” She said to the potions man. Witness statements. Her students had HEARD this plan before it was put into motion.

“You must sink I am any silly fool, girl. It’s easy enough to claim you were ze first one ‘ere if everyone else showed up after you.” Who was to say how long she’d really been here and the first year Hogwartians had proven themselves particularly rotten this year. Raising wands at her. Setting her roses on fire. It was perfectly in line for them to now destroy her ball.

Giselle turned on Malachi when he entered the room, ignoring the further protests of his own students. “LOOK what your horde haz done zhis time! I warned you, Malachi, I—“ Her sentence ended abruptly as first the Ravenclaw then the Slytherin tried denying the very witness statements her own had given. “Ar’ You calling my studentz liars?” Such insult to injury, they knew no end to their treacherous ways. “As if I will wait for agez to brew veritaserum just to know what I already know. We do not keep storez of such ‘ere. Zhere is no need when you aren’t around and it iz not permitted to be uzed against students or haz your Potionz Mazter not taught you potionz ethics?” It wouldn’t surprise her. There were many lessons these students seemed to not have learned.

“I want zhem all dealt wiz quickly and severely.” She wanted them out, in truth. Before they could ruin anything else. ”I will ‘av an example made. Zhey will all ‘av detention. Every last one of zhem. Zhey will learn, one way or ze ozer zhat zhis iz not Hogwarts and zhey cannot do az zhey please.”