Was hosting a detention the way Scrimgeour wanted to be spending his Saturday night? No, he most certainly did not. But did he feel compelled to do so to prove to the Head Girl that the rules were to be followed and that she was not above them or his authority? Absolutely. Her tardiness to his lesson was unacceptable and, with her being a student leader in the school, failed to lead by example.

Fifteen minutes before the detention was to begin, the man had left his office on the first floor and walked down to the Entrance Hall. He made his way down the marble staircase and turned on his heels when he was standing in the middle of the high-ceilinged room. Arms crossed and his face looking grimmer than ever, he looked toward the staircase and took in the sight of the stained glass windows that featured the four Hogwarts Founders.

He didn't think much of the depictions. The headmaster was simply waiting in silence, waiting to see how long it took Cambridge to arrive.