"I see," he wrote this down. He personally questioned the logic, but he wasn't an investigator and typically never had been, so he couldn't say much. Damn that administration that let purebloods have their ways with everything! Richard was lucky he wasn't Muggleborn, he knew the prejudices some had against them. And he was still working against his working class background, the way society thought that working hard enough to better yourself was odd, "I think it says in the file if any houses were near, or what places were near that he could have gone to. I will talk to the Urquarts who were in the building. And I shall have some investigators talk to the footmen."

"Halfbloods? Do you know how far you can trace back until you hit a Muggle? That may have been considered somewhat important, as well as, forgive me, the fact that your brother was just a servant." Richard always wondered why people didn't care about their servants as much. Then again, he'd never been the master of the house until he got this job, and even then, didn't have servants.