A mumbled 'thankyou' and her attention was brought back to the problem of passing off Percy amongst muggles. It could be done but ensuring he escaped detection amongst the clique of politics was a much harder task. Her free hand reached down, curling around a socked foot as she realised the charm that usually kept her warm was starting to wear off and she would be relying on the fire for comfort this evening. Not that it would stop her brain from working; not when there was such a delicious puzzle to try and figure out. "I think - I think it could be done but there would be difficulties. The majority of those involved in politics spend years building up contacts, even the ones who don't go to private schools. It might be plausible of course that you know the Prime Minister from your childhood or you were raised abroad. It wouldn't preclude your ability to become a part of Westminster or Downing Street - do you know which one you would be based on? Downing Street would be infinitely better as the flow of people through there are controlled.,"
It was a problem she was glad Percy had brought to her and something she was perhaps, in a unique position to answer. "A proper c.v wouldn't be hard to come up with, its very similar to working for the Ministry in that regards and you're doing very well there." Writing down some of the keywords she'd raised on the sheet of paper, she pushed it towards him for his input.
An idea struck her, one unexpected and personal but it would certainly open a lot of doors for Percy. "You ah, you can say you know my dad. Knew. My mum likes you, it wouldn't be too hard for her to drop your name at a few of her functions or meetings. Say Dad was fond of you, was trying to coax you into politics and his name - people might be willing to overlook your lack of connections."