Julian tilted his head. "I don't know why you'd drive when you can Apparate, but I hope it was enjoyable."
At the man's laugh, Julian's look turned into something between a leer and a playful smirk. "Oh, I definitely put hard work into my passions. I don't get paid for them, is all and sometimes it's better to give than to sell. That's the whole notion behind charity, after all. And there are many witches and wizards out there who could tell you what a generous person I am."
Julian nodded with each example. "Well, you could always build homes here for low-income wizards. Something not a lot of people have thought about is how many people will be getting out of Azkaban over the next few years, and many of them don't have any family left to support them. Few of them will be able to find proper work because of their criminal records, and more and more will end up on the streets. Yes, you may not agree with their politics, but when thinking about managing a population, when people cannot afford a roof over their heads and food on their plates, they tend to turn to crime. A proper system to help them get back into civilization and give them opportunities for housing and work could go a long way toward avoiding a potential crime wave which would only cause harm to the public and repopulate Azkaban. But then, what do I know, I'm just a moneyed layabout with time on my hands."
He grinned as if he hadn't just said something thoughtful and took a ball out of his pocket. "Fetch, Wallace!" he called out as he tossed it across the office.