"We can slip out of the lake to the ocean, and from there to anywhere in the world. It might be fun for your family to get away for a while this summer. We will talk more about that later."
Antonin smiled and waited while Nikita poured the wine for Fleur and he. "A little summer wine, even though it isn't quite summer yet." He took the portfolio of papers Nikita handed him and thanked the elf.
"If you wish, I can be the anonymous benefactor that you work for to run my school - we can create suitable paperwork to that effect, suitable aged and impressively annotated." Antonin smiled at Fleur, "Of course you must allow me to underwrite any expenses for the school, to keep up appearances, and we shall see you are paid a suitable salary. Thus, it is a pureblood who runs the school; how can this Umbridge object?"
"Then there is the matter of insulting you by calling you a dark creature," Antonin went on with a slightly disgusted look. "I can offer you certification from Russia that you have never had anything to do with dark magic - you haven't, have you - and a personal reference signed by one Antonin Andreavitch, you might have heard of him," Antonin pointed to himself, "who has a Master's Certificate from Vienna in the Dark Arts. I paid good money for that Certificate, I might as well get some use of it. There are other, more extreme measures I can take as well, if you think it necessary."