She blinked, watching her create the map. That was very...odd. "I...I believe where they've been since the protection of the Golden Snidget?" She asked, cocking her head. What was that Pepper had said about trusting your gut? If something seems off, it probably is. "Every stadium's basically the same. How about this, I'll send you a copy of Quidditch Through the Ages, then you'll have everything you need to know."
Shifting, she leaned back in her chair, considering the woman in front of her subtly. "Tell me more about his hospital wing. I'd like to make a donation, for the children."