Inexplicably, a line from 'Hotel California' rambled through his head, but he dismissed it unremarked upon. "I know there are some Death Eaters here. I spoke with Lucius Malfoy. I saw Alecto Carrow at one point. Her brother surely can't be far behind," he said with a scowl. He remembered having to exist alongside them for far too long. A prison where you could make your own rules was surely more enjoyable than Azkaban.
"I saw Slughorn in here, but I didn't particularly want to speak to him," he said. "I didn't see what he was doing." Now that he knew, however, he could certainly lend his expertise to the cause. He would have to make himself known to his old professor. "He'll be starting again, I'm sure."