"Good for you," Ernest said in a patronizing tone. There was a small part of him which was genuinely pleased by Lestrange's response, if only because it sounded like he had no inclination to take the Default Lestrange Path of joining the Department of Mysteries and then proceeding to be generally too aloof and self-important to contribute anything of actual value to the department.

Luckily, it seemed that the collective crowd of students was finally starting to move out of the conference room and on to whatever the next item on their agenda was, which meant this interaction was drawing to a quick close. Freed from the obligation of standing up at the front of the room and entertaining these children, Ernest quickly gathered his things (which was nothing more than a notebook and a pen; he hadn't expected to need anything at all but had felt too conspicuous to walk into a conference room with his hands idly in his pockets) and turned towards the door opposite the one the students were being ushered through. "Good day, children," he said dismissively, then moved to leave.