There was a reason that Tiberius primarily staffed his house with house elves, and that the few human servants he had were all magically forced to be discreet. Antigone loudly announcing that he'd given her a vial of poison from outside the door was a perfect example of why this sort of thing was necessary. She might have grown and changed in many ways since he'd married her, but one thing she had not gained was a sense of decorum regarding things like this.

It wouldn't do to have her carrying on like that in the hallway indefinitely, though, or it might test the limits of even the most trusted servant. With a sigh, Tiberius found his wand and unlocked the door while remaining at his desk.

"And?" he asked dryly as the door swung open. "I'm assuming your presence here means you elected not to take it?"