Continuing to swirl his brandy slowly, Walden studied the map. Werewolves. They'd worked with them before. Greyback had been an interesting man to work with. Then, of course, Walden had been the executioner. Then, they were allies again. Now, back to allies for the time being. At least, with these werewolves.
Like the people, the werewolves of this time seemed to have lost their teeth.
"You know where to find me when it's time to start planning one of those future exploits," he smirked.
"Plenty of time," he agreed, thinking it likely the girl would still be found at Hogwarts. "It should take even longer than that for anyone to realise poor Aldebaran Gamt hasn't been seen on the Continent since shortly before his meeting with Miss Katherine Yaxley. By then, it will be time for a new game with the little kitten."
A new hunt sounded like just the thing he needed to ease the boredom.