It was too much to expect Katherine's first Quidditch match in the school to run smoothly. It couldn't simply be a fun, healthy competition between two houses, a day to sit down and enjoy what the school and its students had to offer without any interferences. The game started off easily enough, when surprisingly the first sign of trouble came from the audience on the stands, rather than the players on the pitch itself. A Ravenclaw boy, apparently protesting the match with quite a distasteful poster. The woman didn't have a chance to know the past head boy, but she had read about his fate in the papers. Attempting to use a recent death to ones own benefit was absolutely disgusting. Thankfully, Justin was on the scene before the protestor could cause too much damage, and she trusted he'd serve a fitting punishment.
Turning her attention back to the game once the Ravenclaw had been removed, Katherine continued to watch for barely a minute before a jet of light streaked across her field of view. The Headmistress rose to her feet in an instant. Abusing a recent tragedy was one thing, but attempting to use magic on airborne students was another. She headed quickly in the direction the spell had come from, to be met with Cyndi already bringing the culprit to her attention. A mere first year. What on earth was she thinking? "Thank you, Professor Kingsley. I'll take her from here. Try to enjoy the rest of the match." The ancient runes professor appeared visibly angry. Whether that had any correlation to the recent posters, she didn't ask. "Come, my office. Let's have a little chat." Katherine's tone made it clear that it was going to be far from a small chat as she lead the small girl away from the pitch, away from posing any further danger to its players. The Headmistress had known her position would not be an easy one, but this was getting ridiculous. It was only just over a month into the school year. Someone needed to be made an example of.