"It seems a Mister Johnson and a Mister Vorhees have been sent to the Hospital wing, Filius. They are, of course, to be given detention for fistfighting, correct?"
"Of course, Albus," Filius said easily. "Though their reasons were particularly interesting. It amazes me still, after all these years, how no student is ever at fault. Simply misunderstood."
Albus smiled. "If the students were as innocent as they made themselves out to be, Hogwarts would be a much less interesting place. Of course, I remember years and years ago, when a student or three decided to sneak out to Hogsmeade in the middle of the night. Right into the pub owned by the Deputy Headmaster's brother."
"That's quite enough, Albus," Minerva said primly. Pomona Sprout and Rolonda Hooch were blushing.
"I think that it is natural for people to blame others. It is very hard to accept responsibility," Albus said, giving the three women a look.
"Alright!" Pomona said. "We did it. But it was Minerva's idea!"
"Hey!"
Albus smiled at them. "It only took fifty years to get a confession. Don't you feel better now?" He did not wait for an answer as he continued the conversation.