Orla knew good and well how hurt Rodolphus had been. She'd been the one to work on him, cauterising the wound, and making sure he was able to sleep through the pain. She also knew how Bella's pregnancy was progressing, for she'd been treating that as well, though she wasn't a trained maternity healer.
"Are you that close them?" she asked Antonin, noting how he seemed to be on a first name basis with the lot. "I'd heard about the Lestrange woman's pregnancy, but only because Nymphadora Tonks brought it to my attention. I think she was the first to start the rumour... or spread the truth, however you want to look at it," she said.
"I do certainly hope to be around for the building of the new system. We're in desperate need of something more stable." She pursed her lips and looked around her office, as if disapproving of the building itself. "Minister Umbridge doesn't seem to know much about medical care or the like, but I'm happy to advise her where it's needed and if I do that, then it's more likely she'll remember me for the future."