Cora's face blanched at Fudge's retort. There was a jolt of unpleasantness around her stomach and she lost composure to control her features as her vision clouded red. She was glad that Trixie had immediately disarmed Fudge though; had the brunette had her wand with her, Cora might not have been above hexing the girl, though she was not as comfortable as her best friend at hexing people when they weren't aware of the fact.

"Your father died because of your foolishness, Fudge," She snapped as her scowl deepened and her voice climbed in decibel with every syllable. "Not because he wanted you to be alive, but because he didn't want to live with the fact that his own child in Ravenclaw didn't have the decency or intelligence to think for herself in a crisis!"