Mandy, Viktor and Open
"Oh no, he was very open, I believe. I suppose I just did not have much cause to visit, but one generally is sent to the Headmaster often if one causes trouble." Mandy explained, uncertain of just how the school system would work in whatever country he lived. She'd wanted to ask, but didn't want to come off sounding rude either. Walking next to him, Mandy was fairly surprised that he actually hadn't moved on yet , but was ind enough to keep pace with her.
Mandy nodded slowly as the man explained how he knew Dumbledore. She remembered him now, the more she thought about it. She hadn't seen much of the Durmstrang crowd her fourth year, as the Beauxbatons students had interacted most with her house, with Durmstrang sticking to the Slytherins, but she had spoken to some of the girls on occasion, and did remember cheering them all on. "I remember. You were brilliant at those challenges, very creative. I saw you that summer too at the World Cup you were really amazing actually; though I'll have to admit I was rather rooting for Ireland. But I've never really seen anyone fly like that, really awe inspiring the way you -" And then she remembered reading about his injuries. "Oh." The pause was brief and Mandy bit her lower lip as she mentally kicked herself for not remembering and babbling on like that. Glancing back over at Viktor, she offered him another smile as she changed the subject. "So did you come all the way over here for a visit?"