DMLE OFFICER – Oliver & Terry
"Department of Mysteries," Terry said flatly, annoyance starting to surge through him at the utter disregard from the man in front of them. Being relegated to wizarding London had already been horrible enough - mortifying enough on the side of anyone who could only watch from their part of the ministry. This was something else entirely.
"He's not a criminal, he hasn't a need to be watched. Yet-- you seem to have that covered well enough, haven't you?" Terry's eyes fixed on the DMLE officer. "Until you restrict them further to 50 metres from the borders of Diagon, he's not doing anything more than waiting for his mate to grab a drink. May we?"