"Yeah, we'll... Don't put too much faith in the Hufflepuff thing. Bloody Hat tossed around Gryffindor, Slytherin, and Hufflepuff for me. Didn't really understand why until the war years. It's a long story, part of which has to do with why for a pureblood I'm so at home in the muggle world. Maybe I'll clue you in some day over a couple of wine bottles."
He shrugged. "As far as your special case... I was in Auror training when He-Who-Pushes-Up-Daisies' crew took over. I saw all the Quislings. So, any excuse is a good one to take a poke at the Ministry. And, it was the right thing to do. You needed a hand, and I'm in a position to give you one. To be honest, I did think of finding you a job as a bean counter somewhere safe and sedate, but... anything worth doing is worth overdoing. You seem to have a drive to get somewhere. It shows in how far you've come without any of the usual certificates. Seemed to me that if you could apply that drive to learning this crazy game we play here you could have the best revenge of all on everybody who tried to hold you back, keep you down; a successful life with an income in eight or nine places a year. The sort of life where if you do need those certificates, you can hire somebody who has them."