"I have a feeling that I'd rather be drunk for this conversation," he said, eyes drifting off to the one thing that didn't lie: the moon. If this had been anywhere else, he would have been more worried, but You-Know-Who wouldn't have brought him to the school, and even he couldn't have case the moon to change.
He listened to her very short explanation and the first reaction was to say that it wasn't possible. She was lying, but he couldn't figure out a way to explain the changes in the sky nor the Apparition to Hogwarts, even though he hadn't felt any of the pulls of Apparition or a portkey.
"You look good for someone who's over a hundred year old," he said, not sure that he was completely sold on the idea. "Why would the school bring us here? Why would you have been put in charge of the Divination class? Couldn't whoever is Headmaster find a problem professor? And why me?"