"Vhy vud vee need a tent? Vee do not need a tent," Mrs. Delacour scoffed.
Her Veela magic would keep away the cold weather, as well as any bugs and wild animals. Silly Turpins, they only had learned magic to use. They weren't inherently magic like she and her daughters were.
"Vee go now?" Gabrielle asked her wife softly. "Zere vill be food on date, oui?"