Seeing the state of her fellow professor, a professor she actually respected unlike the Carrow's, Fleur accio'ed the man a glass of water and handed it to him, hoping to calm him down from his state and focus as he rambled. She knew if it had to do with the Carrow's, it wasn't going to be good.
"Oui, she is set to arrive any moment now?" Fleur noted, checking the time on her Chanel watch. Gabrielle was late actually, but that was not unusual for the girl. "I 'ave 'eard of zhe new rule. Alecto came to tell me she would be in charge of interviewing Gabrielle."
Narrowing her eyes, Fleur got a foreboding feeling in the pit of her stomach. "Why? What 'ave you 'eard?"