The girl claimed she WAS a pureblood, which was reassuring - either that, or she was just very smart and knew what to say to keep herself out of trouble. Which was also a good trait for his students to have. He was going to have to come up with a more sure fire way to investigate the students. Have them submit copies of their family tree, perhaps?

His attention was diverted for a moment to the blonde professor, narrowing his eyes at her. "Professor Recard, you and the rest of your colleagues are no longer in charge here. I suggest you bite your tongue, or you will find yourself out of a job," he warned her. History of Magic wasn't exactly an essential class, if you asked him...

There were so many distractions in this corridor! Couldn't a man just fix his house in PEACE around here?! Initially he was going to ignore the portrait, until Mildred started going on about portrait frames. Slytherin had NO intentions of going back into his frame any time soon, but...

He wasn't a fool. He knew that meant they were going to come after him now. And that was NOT going to happen!

He immediately turned on his heel and took off down the hall without another word.