"Sounds more like you have a Slytherin dog, who'll go to whomever will give him the most at any given time," he observed, knowing that the comparison wouldn't sit well with Oliver, and smiling anyway.
"Naturally," Percy repeated. "You're a true genius, one who has that serious look on his face, that look that comes on once a year, so whatever you want to say, just spit it out. It's fine." He also wasn't sure that he was the only one. "People start with the right reasons, mostly, but there are so many agreements to be made, people to appease that after a while you need to step back and remember why you were doing the job in the first place. By the time you're Minister, it's difficult to remember."