She had not expected him to question her on that count, and now wondered how to answer that. She didn't particularly want to get into any of the details. The most flippant way to do so would be to say he expelled me and leave it at that, but even that was bringing up a bit of personal information Juliana didn't like to lead with in conversations. She'd assumed that Headmaster Black was a good common reference point, since everyone who had attended Hogwarts knew him at least through reputation, but she hadn't anticipated that he would have any more of a connection to him than the average person their age.

She was a bit surprised to hear he had been a professor. He didn't seem particularly scholarly, though perhaps that was only because her first impression of him had been watching him spar with the Department of Mysteries secretary. There was a bit of a mis-match of dignity, there: professors were meant to be distinguished, while irate members of the public were in most cases only exasperating. (An aside which occurred to her: real professors ought not to write salty letter exchanges to the Prophet making jabs at Emerett Picardy, most likely).

"And you didn't have difficulties with the Headmaster?" she responded. This was more of a dodge of his query than an honest question, but she managed to keep her tone appropriately curious to disguise this. "What did you teach?"

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