For all Reuben's insistence, Aldous was unconvinced. It would, however, be less than ideal for Ben to go off at dawn with a pistol or sword he had no clue how to use, however satisfying such muggle means could be.

A quiet word to Malfoy could sort out Macmillan if Reuben's spells proved unequal to the task.

Again, he nodded, before moving to refill his glass.