Albus was much happier talking about the school than any other subject they'd broached so far. His shoulders relaxed a little, and he settled back a bit further in his chair. "I hope it won't be too difficult, at least to start," he smiled. "Although it rather depends on how adept the students are when they arrive... they've been left to their own devices up until now, so it will be interesting to see what they can do."
Albus wondered if he might have used Harry's attempts at his work to gain a little insight into the way the castle had invaded their heads, or at least understand their new minister better. Perhaps it would have been enlightening. Still, it was not meant to be. This was likely the closest to that he would get.
"I'm sure that would have been frustrating." He would have found it so, at any rate. Albus leaned forward in his chair a little, finding himself drawn in by the mystery of the thing. "Forgive me if this isn't something you'd know, but have you heard of this kind of magic in your time? Switching memories and so forth?"