John looked at Nott, and then the couple. They were children, children who wanted to play war and had no idea what they were doing. "You should have owled Draco sooner, then," he said shaking his head.
He put his hat and bag on a table, and took his wand out. "Has anyone else seen him? Has anything been given to him? Any potions? Has any spell other than the obvious been cast?" he asked, concentrating on the case. Niceties could wait for later.