Ross had been sending owls back and forth with certain Wizengamot members, setting the agenda, for most of the morning. He knew what was coming, and he knew it was slightly overdue — his tenure as Minister had been largely inoffensive, which was the only reason it had lasted this long. But if he was going to sign off on an election, and ask his contingent to do so — and if he was not going to run again — then he wanted some wins written in law and budget.
He had been thinking about this for most of the day when Greyback walked in. Ross accepted Greyback's packet of info and began leafing through it. "I'm well, and yourself?" he asked, reviewing departmental line-items. "When would you like to speak tonight?"
He had been thinking about this for most of the day when Greyback walked in. Ross accepted Greyback's packet of info and began leafing through it. "I'm well, and yourself?" he asked, reviewing departmental line-items. "When would you like to speak tonight?"