Parvati snorted at the answer, because it might have been sarcastic if uttered by anyone else, but it was Ron and she knew he meant it. "If it makes you feel better, I can ignore you, just like in school, and then you can pretend that you're not the boss." She nodded. "I think so. "I'm from 2004."
She chuckled. "I think I want your girlfriend to look for me. I don't want ten year old magazines. I want recent ones and if that means getting them to the Muggle world, then she's our volunteer. She knows the Muggle world better than us." She knew Hermione didn't care, but it was important, but that wasn't as important as what Ron was asking. "So the past four years you never paid attention to what I did, did you? You lot have always been a little too focused on one thing." That was the polite way to say Ron and Harry could be dimwits at times. "I see people's auras, don't you remember from Divination? You can tell people's moods, but also you can see darkness. Also you can see the aura of cities. I can go with Harry or Savannah when we finally get invited to the Confederation and I can tell them if people are lying, if they are cursed, if they are evil. That sorts of thing. Your division usually called me to look at suspects."