"Remus knows what he's doing," Dora muttered under her breath. She rubbed the ring on her finger to try and calm her mind. She was worrying too much for something a week away and that she had very limited control over. In the end, much of this would be left to fate, as it was with most battles.
She had to admit though, the sound of her mother staying somewhere in the back was appealing. At least she might not have to run into Bella.
Dora decided to change the subject ever so slightly. "Ms. Dolohova," she said instead, looking over at her. "Mr.-- Antonin was telling me that you might be able to help me; with some training things, I mean."