Sometimes the speed with which Trixie moved scared Cora – she knew that if her best friend ever applied for auror, she would pass her stealth and tracking with flying colors. When she saw the familiar glint in Trixie's eyes, she knew this was such an occasion, and prepped by slipping her wand out of her robes. She entered in quietly after Trixie, steeling herself for the smell that would surely be quite unpleasant to her.

Despite this, there was no mistaking how hilarious the sight of the Ravenclaw on the ground was, and she let out a most unladylike cackle. Her eyes caught the small slip of paper beside Fudge and she flicked her wand towards it. "Accio," she said almost lazily, relishing how the letter zoomed obediently towards her. Plucking it out of the air, she grinned at Trixie. "What have we here, Trixie?" she crooned, snapping open the letter with an air of efficiency.

As her eyes scanned over the page, her vision clouded over with something that was a mix between white-hot rage, dark green jealousy, and just plain annoyance. She made sure to arrange her features into a mockingly sweet expression. "What loyalty, Fudge, I'm impressed you had it in you." Cora tilted the letter so Trixie could see.