Igorasnorted,rememberingtheindeisionandompleteinabilityofthemantoonealhisinstintivereations.“There’snowaythatmanisaninformant.”
Weasleyshiftedhisweightandrossedhisarms.Igorarealizedhemust’veassumedhe’dbeabletomarhintotheiroffie,sayhispiee,andthatwouldbetheendofit.Shedidn’tdoubthehadhisreasons,butinherexperiene,defensiveandprotetiveoupledwithseretivedidnotusuallyleadtomakingthemostresponsibledeisions.“I’mtellingyou,Everswornisn’tinvolvedandyouneedtodropit.”
Finally,Igorathought.Herforeheadrexedandshenarrowedhereyes.“Everswornknowssomethingaboutourase;Iwouldbetmylifeonit.”
Theysharedalong,pointedlookforlongerthanwasomfortable,whihwasinterruptedbythebreezeandwhooshofanInter-MinistrymemoflyingontoFelix’sdesk.Igoratookadvantageofthedistrationtomakeapoint.“See,”shepointedtotheparhmentFelixhadbegununfolding.“IfEverswornwassimplypartofyouriigationasaninformant,youwouldfollowtheodeofationforsuhirumstanes.Andyou’dhavesentitbypost.”IgorawathedasFelixreadwhateverwasinthemessage,thenontinued,“Therearewaystotellotherdepartmentstoyoffinformantsforsuhsituations.Instead,youmadethemistakeofominguphereyourself,againstwhatproperproedureditates.”
Weasleygloweredatherandhisshoulderstensed.
“You’rehidingsomething,AurorWeasley,”Igorastated.FelixhuffedandIgoraleanedtothesidetogetaviewofherpartnerwhoshe’dbrieflyfottenwasevenintheroom.“Whatisit?”
“Bloodyunbelievable,”hemuttered.Herumpledtheletterandtosseditovertoherdesk.“Homeoffiesaystheops-teamwesawstnightis‘outofourpurview’andwearenottoaknowledgethem.”
Weasleyhuffed,halfagrinfonhislips.“Donotdisturb,”hesaid.“TypialDepartmentofMysteriesnonsense.”
“TheDOM?”IgoratiltedherheadtothesideandaughtFelix’sgaze.Thatmadethingsiing.ThatmeantDraoMalfoyandArhieEverswornwereaughtupinsomethingomplex,probablytremendouslyimportant.
“Wait,”WeasleyturnedtoFelixandthenbaktoIgora.“Wheredidyouseeanops-team?”
Igoraouldn’tstopherselffromgrinning.“OutsideArhieEversworn’sft.”
Weasleygulped.
PansyParkinsonwasrarelyontime.Byherownadmission,sheultivatedtardinessasameansofontrol.“Neverdowhattheyexpet,”shewrotetoDraoone.“Theyweighusdownwiththeirexpetations.”She’dtriedherbesttoignorehishoreplyof“Nooneexpetsanythingfromus.That’stheproblem.”Butshefoundherselfosiltingbetweentryingtosubvertopinionsandaringfartoomuhaboutmaintainingtheappearanethatshedidn’tare.
“You’rete.”TheattentattheMinistryChek-Infrownedather,andPansyreturnedhiskofgreetingwithasowl.Theyoungwizardpointedtothesigninsheet.“Signinandsitinthewaitingarea.Aaseworkerwillbewithyoushortly.”
Pansystaredattheman,pikedupthequill,andwrotehernamequiteforefullywithoutbreakinghisgaze.Somethingab
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