Roger nodded, lifting a brow in surprise. "Yeah, my mum's half Greek and half Irish, my father was er, well whatever he was. Or is I suppose." He shrugged and reached over to ruffle Harry's hair. "I know you are, champ. Probably because you're not a shipping billionaire or a former crime boss."
He snorted contemptuously. "There'll always be people who are desperate, power-hungry, or stupid enough to turn to the dark arts, unfortunately." He looked out his window for a moment. "Still, you're obviously very good at it!"