Weiland looked around, dividing his gaze between the Aurors and... someone who could quite easily draw anyone's attention. Quite the stunner, yes, but... There was something else about this woman that Weiland couldn't quite put his finger on.
He moved over towards the bench where Alecto sat, walking slowly, glancing backward at the statue. This woman seemed particularly attentive of the action going on in the center of the park. If he didn't know better, he might consider she was the culprit. But he did know better--this looked like a Carrow's handiwork to him. Most likely Alecto. Wherever she was.
He sat down and leaned forward, clasping his hands, attentively watching the show. He put his own mannerisms aside--for now, he was a different person.