Ford grinned widely, both because Lestrange had finally understood him and because he had described the spirit division as interesting. Most people forgot it existed at all, until they had a ghost they were angry with. When he told people where he worked, typically the response was, oh, that sounds nice, or, from the less charitable types, what do you even do there?

"It's fun, yeah," he agreed with a nod. "Lots of really interesting stories from people. When they're not too angry to tell them, anyway," he added. Most of the ghosts that he worked with on a daily basis were angry, because the pleasant ones just went off and existed and didn't make anyone write the Ministry about them, but he did occasionally get to talk to a friendly, interesting ghost.

"Should I ask you questions about your work?" he teased. He knew what Lestrange did, obviously, but after having gone through such an ordeal to tell him about Ford's work it seemed only fair that he would have to talk about something magical in front of the Muggles, too. "Or maybe about your favorite classes from school?"