Rodolphus shook his head. "I don't want anyone near Upper Slaughter. Our wards are sound, although if we do discover something that can stop firebombs and small missiles, I won't say no to that. Besides, we should be out looking for new bases - I want to scatter the aurors across the country as they follow us."
Rodolphus gave his brother a long look as he thought on sharing his idea. "Fortune fell into our lap when Bletchley took over the pub. I say we should use that to our benefit. And I don't mean by poisoning the stock and killing the customers." He would not put that past his brother to make such a suggestion.
"Being an auror is thirsty work, and it is apparently one of the more well patronised pubs in the village."