Alecto could hardly believe what she was hearing. This little imp actually expected to be of some use to her? It was highly likely his motives were his own, but Alecto could appreciate selfishness... at least as long as it took to find out why he was really sitting in her office.
"Why the sudden interest, Macmillan? I would of course be delighted to welcome the Head Boy to the Inquisitorial Squad," she said airily, or at least as much as a woman of her stature and bulk could manage. Her grin was yellow and mean. "But I'd want to be sure he'd have something to offer."