"Well," he said, "Like I said before, I hate to disappoint," Faustus leaned back in his chair, lacing his fingers together and eyeing the stack of paperwork before them. Undoubtedly this would mean even more paperwork for them, but he wasn't entirely opposed to the matter.

"It might be time to bring in some new ideas, though god forbid that ever get back to Lestrange," Plus, when the time came for him to accept that the Auror Department needed a new, younger head, the Wizengamot would allow him to make a career transfer easily. "I accept."