Victoire watches his eyes and shakes her head. "Non. He did not. Nearly. But he lives yet. And teaches at Hogwarts."
She pauses, trying to sort out how to explain it. "I cannot speak ill of one I do not know but indirectly, Monsieur. But he is much less... strong and considerably more... ah- what is the word. Perhaps a fop? Non. Merde. A playboy. Yes- that is it."