The answer was hardly surprising. Phinea had no expectations for anyone to care for her health, much less an impertinent stranger from another country she caught in the act of defacing the castle. No, the witch didn't act as if she had any genuine concern for others. "Then your question as to my health was meaningless," Phinea replied, "Should you decide you are concerned, you are now the better informed." She held no such expectations. If anything, the opposite. But the girl had seemed determined to do it anyway. Motivating someone to behave the proper way when they held such an attitude was almost always pointless.
"You don't have to attend this place to have respect for it," Phinea corrected, "I respect Durmstrang Institution without having taken courses there myself." Naturally she considered Hogwarts better, but having spent so many decades improving it, that was a natural conclusion. "I am Lady Phinea Nigella Black," she replied, choosing not to give all her titles. The one gave enough of a hint as to some of the others. "You haven't shared your name either." Her eyes hadn't left the untrustworthy figure in front of her.