Alastor chuckled. "I don't think I' bet against her winning, even against you." A secured room in the main house, accessible only to a handful would be just fine for the moment.
"Few men are above that when they have that name to use," he countered. "None of it makes for someone who could lead the Order, however."
Huffing gruffly, he shook his head. "I'm not a self-delusional man in most things. I have no illusions to how abrasive my personality is to many. I've cultivated that reputation, after all," he added with a smirk. "But the issues that come up periodically with Potter the youngest and I are good examples. And as he's the one most in need of handling right now while he's Voldemort's favourite obsession, the personality difference would be a bigger deal even than it is now."
One eyebrow raised at the idea of training Junior for the future, but as he himself had said the boy was a politician, Alastor let that pass in favour of commenting on the turn of phrase used. "If you lived twenty years? Were planning?"