"I am a hardened criminal," he said gently, pausing the massage to let Harry find a comfortable position before starting up again.
"I like working for Ron. He's fair, and he knows what's he's doing. I can see why Parvati might not like it, but it suits me."
He stopped, something suddenly occuring to him.
"Harry. This might sound stupid, or obvious, but why aren't you the one looking for the clues to the Ministry vault? You've spent most of your life putting together clues and having insane leaps of intuitive logic. And you're the one who hid them in the first place. If anyone can find them, or get the castle the give them up, it's you. You could spend a portion of every workday looking. Here, Hogsmede, anywhere you think they might be. We're at a standstill in a lot of ways until we get into it."
It wasn't a long term solution, but it was something that could help right now. They could work on finding Harry a 'passion' slowly.