"Yes, it's completely daft to suspect not everything is as it seems when a dead man reaches out to you," Kingsley said, not at all impressed by the man's claims, or the fact that he was on a supposed schedule. "That's all very impressive, but nothing conclusive enough to have me stick around for much longer."
He moved away from the wall, eyeing the man on the bed. For all he appeared to be as dangerous as a housecat, Kingsley had never taken appearances for granted. And even a housecat could kill. "You do have one thing right, Dumbledore is a man who keeps things close to his chest." Kingsley had never been part of his Order, but he respected the man despite Dumbledore's secrets.
"How about you let me run whatever anti-disguse spell I can think of, and if I'm. satisfied then we'll talk. Otherwise I'll walk out right now and this conversation is done."