sugary sweet Evil Pastry Lady
Warren watched as the boy spoke and simply pursed his lips together at the mention of Quidditch. Great. "That's good." Turning his attention pointedly toward Madison as she stood to leave. "That would be lovely. I'll send you an owl and we can set it up." As she left he stood up and went to his filing cabinet. "I'm sure you would," he muttered under his breath so the kid couldn't hear as he looked through files. "That won't be necessary. I assure you." Grabbing a large file he pulled it out and set it on his desk. "Learning spells from a book is a lot different then actually performing them. Until you have I wouldn't trust you to guard my dog let alone a mother and daughter." Sitting back down he flipped open the file. "This is our latest case. It's a Misuse of Muggle Artifacts case actually but we need to try it. The issue is...I don't have a case. They have yet to catch the guy and I do not have enough for a conviction. This...is what we need to work on. I need a conviction."
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