"It doesn't. If she decides to pursue a mastery, she'll write to IAMB and find Clayborn's name and his information, including that I was his apprentice-master. If, as is infinitely more likely, she decides to wander the globe in search of imaginary specimens of cryptozoology or in pursuit of odd conspiracy theories, the question is moot. It's her decision."
He shrugs. "I know. Personally I've always been more concerned with putting a stop to the offensive behavior. Revenge tends to engender more."
"I thought you were being jovial so far." He shrugs. "Up to you."
And now I've found one (from that author's rec list) where Minerva is surviving a day under Umbridge's leadership. :D