Her face harden at the fact that the Dark Lord, her Dark Lord, was defeated. Bellatrix scowled as she thought of only one person who could have done so. Harry Potter. It took a moment for her to process that Narcissa was telling her more details about the outcome. Her husband was still alive. A finger came up to her lips as she thought about maybe paying him a visit. She had much to tell him.
"Who guards Azkaban if the Dementors worked for the Dark Lord? And better yet Cissa, what are you doing roaming Hogwarts if the Dark Lord did not succeed in winning the war against the blood traitors and mudbloods."