"Now, do I seem like the type of guy to weasel out of my debts like that?" Leo asked, playing at being offended. He accepted his new drink, and took a sip. "Keep telling yourself that. And it may be true that whiskey flavored Pepperup is unnecessary, but then again nothing needs to be bubblegum flavored. At least if you're over the age of five."
He laughed. "More than you'd think," he answered. "Besides helping Dad with the revisions to the book, there's the veritable zoo we keep at the estate. All legal, I promise." He just didn't mention Dad's briefcase, and what was inside it. That was a family secret that the Scamanders would take to their graves. "And Hagrid's asked for my help with the Centaurs. I keep busy enough." That was true, even if he desperately missed the travel.
"I'm thinking of advertising, seeing if anyone needs help with creatures on their land, relocating unwanted pets, that kind of stuff."