She got up, looked at Harry then the door.
He got up and the two left.
Ten minutes later, they came back with the royals.
Minerva was angry.
Albus could see it, as could every student and staff.
She showed the royals to a table next to Slytherin House that had seats for all of them.
She stormed to the head table, "I'm speaking to the board, you bloody senile fool. If you're still
Headmaster at the end of the week, I would be surprised."
Albus looked at her, "But Minerva!"
"No buts this time, you have upset every one of our guests. Sending the elf, and it didn't even show
them to the great hall. Locking the door so they can't leave the room. Silencing Charms! Albus
Dumbledore, are you purposely trying to make our guests feel like prisoners?"
"How do we know they're not voldemort or his supporters?"
"That is it! Voldemort is dead, gone, finished. Harry and I both told you this last year. He is not
coming back, you bloody old fool!"
Everyone could hear her scottish brogue come forth as she screamed at him.
Every student was either smirking or gapping (Hermione, Ron and Ginny) at the deputy
headmistress.
Severus had a hand over his mouth.
Harry was holding in his laughter, as was Draco.
The royal group was just watching the events unfold.
Mal looked at Minerva, "Madame, I will go with you to speak to your board. This treatment is
unbecoming of our status as Royalty."
Minerva and Harry both nodded at her. She smiled. Ben looked at her, "As King, I agree with my
queen. I will also go."