Greta was pretty happy about the fact that she wasn't going to be picking through all the equipment on her own. Not that she didn't enjoy tending to her own broom, but there were dozens of school brooms, not to mention all the Quidditch equipment, to go through. And some of that equipment was still hiding in her office, grumbling.
"Umbright, yeah. I never found out if she was a Hufflepuff - I hope not - but she could be the type. There were always a few people like that in my House - nice and cheery and vicious." Greta shuddered. "I wonder why more people don't worry about Hufflepuffs taking over the world - they must not understand politics."
She shook her head and moved along to the next broom, checking its general condition.
"I'll take a look at some of those more damaged ones later - it's good that you've taken them out of circulation - but for now I just want to make sure there are enough decent ones to go around. Decent meaning 'not likely to cause immediate death' at least."