Albus turned back to find the man was a good bit closer than he had been. Not to mention grinning in a way that the redhead found very unnerving. Still, that was nothing compared to his next words which, if Albus' startled expression and sharp step back were anything to go by, were downright alarming.
"I - uh... No, thank you," he managed to reply, his usual polite charisma deserting him in his surprise.
Did he know? No, surely not. Only one person knew and he had gone to the continent. Albus hadn't seen him in nearly a decade. But then why would this man proposition him like that? Was he looking for... or was Albus merely overthinking and misunderstanding?
Either way, better to focus on something else. Move the conversation swiftly on.
"I must assure you though," he said, pulling himself back together. "I'm not a product of your imagination, potion or otherwise. And this really is Hogwarts. Although..." he looked around. "I do agree that there seems to be something strange happening."