Once they were inside and the door locked behind them, Zacharias decided it was safe to put his wand away. If something was waiting for them, he imagined it would already be upon them now. "Wouldn't Theodore be helpful with that sort of thing?" Certainly if you could break curses, you could handle creating a few wards.
However, he didn't really want to linger on that thought, but rather the offer of tea and something a bit stronger. He might need to go back to work later, but a few drinks at lunch wasn't going to hurt any. "I don't know, do you think you can live up to my Macallen standards?" Maybe it was a bit pathetic, but one of the 'perks' of his father's death was Zacharias had full access to an almost obscene liquor cabinet and it has certainly changed his tastes a bit.