She walked slowly towards the window on the left, losing herself for a brief moment in the evening twilight, which was slowly becoming noticeable and well reflected the mood in the dusty office. "It is a shame that it takes children to win this war and I would, most certainly, like to kick Albus in the butt, excuse my language. But unfortunately, I do not see any other option at the moment without handing over Hogwarts as well. For I will not leave the rest of the children here alone under the wing of Death Eaters."