"Mmhm," Oz said, with an earnest nod. He could understand (or maybe not understand, since he'd never had a traditional job himself, but he could imagine) the difficulty of working beneath someone that one had once worked above, but obviously there could be no expectation that Ross' former position at the head of the department would be made available for him again, when it was currently occupied by someone who was (arguably, anyway) doing a fine job. It would have been in particularly poor taste to oust any of the existing staff to make room for himself after he'd passed the new regulations to protect the Ministry against nepotism.

The first thing that it occurred to him to say was well, probably better there than the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, but it would have been in poor taste to make a joke about the preponderance of catastrophes that struck the magical community when Ross was still dealing with the fallout of the last one. And anyway, it wasn't as though Law Enforcement was smooth sailing either; there were mysterious murders that remained unsolved and a mass kidnapping that had lasted a month and a slew of other problems that Oz certainly wouldn't have signed on to be held responsible for, if he'd had his pick.

"What drew you to law enforcement in the first place?" Oz asked with genuine curiosity.

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