When Victoria asked if the professors did anything to stop it, exclaiming how horrible it was that something like that was going on at the school. He shook his head, "Most of the time, the professors didn't even know about the more...devastating spell work. However, if they just saw them tormenting one another they merely affected the 'they need to learn to stand up for themselves' mantra. It was all rather twisted if you ask me." He agreed with her about the fact that they left him alone and, he had to admit, learning to stand up for himself had worked but not everyone knew how to do that and the way they went about it certainly wasn't the way to garner that kind of attitude. "As for transferring, no, I never asked. It was hard enough for my father to send me to school, I don't think he would have been able to send me across the continent to go to Hogwarts, not with my mother sick while I was in school." He was just glad that he'd been able to get a proper education even though he knew it had been difficult.
She told him that she didn't think he was crazy unless he was trying to deceive her which brought a grin to his face, "No, no deceit on my part. What you see is what you get, however impressive or disappointing that may be," he said jokingly. He was as sane as anyone else teaching there though teaching did tend to make one a little bit quirky sometimes. He agreed that the amount of hours they put in not only in the classroom but in grading papers, setting up lessons and all the other things that came with the territory entitled them to a bit of free time now and then. She asked about going to Honeydukes first which sounded like as good of a plan as any, "Sounds great, it's not too far from her and then we can just work our way along. So, I've told you a little bit about going to Durmstrang, what's your story? I assume you went to Hogwarts like most of the other professors here."