"The mark? At the concert?" Terence asked, finally understanding what Astoria was describing. Why would anybody do that? The government was prosecuting purebloods enough as it was, disrupting their celebration of the Dark Lord's defeat would only incur more of the government's wrath.
"Astoria? Have you been hurt?" he suddenly asked, raising a hand to cup her face so he could get a better look at her. "Of course it's alright that you're here. Of course," Terence said, trying to calm her down. If the Ministry had let her get hurt during some sort of public demonstration, Terence would take the issue up with law enforcement himself. "What can I get for you?"