"I'll have to take that as a challenge," he said with a grin. "In the name of fair play and all." After all, if she could annoy him, turn abouts were fair play.
"I've been stuck inside my head for three weeks. What did you expect," he laughed ruefully. "Shaking his head, Alastor toyed with a quill on his desk. "I don't think he intended to make me think this way. Quite the opposite, likely. It was part of his 'should I be on the taskforce' pitch. He made a flippant comment about my merry band of Aurors, which set us off onto a discussion of the need for real Aurors in addition to a regular Patrol force."
Raising an eyebrow, he smirked. "Why would be interested in anyone in particular? Of course, if the son were to happen to become a topic of conversation, his temperament and ambitions, information is never a bad thing to have."