A few steps behind Miss York was Artemisia looking composed and collected for the meeting. She nodded politely in greeting to Scrimgeour before seating herself in one of the remaining chairs. Her fingers adjusted her white headband as she took a look around the room. There was quite a variety of Ministry employees taking on interns from the strict to the easy-going. It was quite an assembly of Ministry workers.

In the past, field agents appeared to be the incoming interns preferred group in the Auror Department. They embodied the romanticized view of young witches and wizards, but being on the field catching the bad guys. Unfortunately, most of these young pupils were in for reality check. They would see those boring office folks such as the interrogators, attorneys, and analysts experience just as much action and field time as anyone else in their department; All together these groups helped created a sturdy case, something worth much more than just catching the bad guy.

While Artemisia had heard horror stories about others interns, the Auror was somehow always got lucky ending up with someone with a real passion and conviction. Such a lovely pattern kept Missy offering to take on an intern each and every year.

"Don't bother, Elise dear. You can't reprimand the incorrigible."

Please refrain from making a scene. Artemisia scolded overhearing some rude and rather pointless nit-picking. We are at a conference, not a restaurant.

With that she smiled continuing to wait for Rufus to start his speech.