Nott, II
He was nothing if not unflappable, was Titus Belham. For a moment his stony expression broke, and he smiled. "Ah, of course, a grandmother. And you spent a good deal of time with this grandmother, Mr Nott? Did you instead seek to follow her example?"
He chuckled, but it was not a pleasant sound. "A strange path you have chosen, then, to end up here pleading guilty to aiding your father's compatriots. Or did you wish to better the treatment of animals by releasing dangerous criminals from Azkaban?"