"Of course they are. They're just sobbing into their biscuits over bloody McGavin. If I have to hear another one of them go on and on about the 'fine legacy' he left us, I might hex someone."
Taking a seat, he crossed one leg over another. "Well, for one, one of the Mudbloods was an assistant in the Floo office. Dolores will deal with that soon enough, though. I asked her especially to make sure he was on the first round," he said. And he'd gotten a close up look at that eye of hers. If he'd known it was an option, he'd have salvaged it for himself. It made quite the statement, and he had to wonder who she'd bribed to get a hold of it. "And any requests made by Mudbloods are, of course, being ignored. Our paperwork now has a box pertaining to blood status, so we can do things properly, of course. No sense wasting resources on those who don't deserve it."
There'd be a few grumbles about that, but he'd dealt with them quick enough.