"Everyone deserves a little surprise on their happy day," Xavier drawled. It was petty of him, but why be the head of the Department of Magical Transportation if you couldn't be petty occasionally? It was the little things that made life worth living, after all.
He made a menta note to keep an eye on that Robards fellow. As far as they knew, the man wasn't a member of the Order of the Phoenix, but they didn't know all the traitors. It would do to keep that one under surveillance.
"Ah yes, the new Mrs. Lupin," he said, lip curling. How a girl - even a half-blood - could sully herself with an animal made his stomach turn. It was clearly her mother's influence - Mudbloods were nearly as bad, after all. "I can do my part, certainly. I think the whole lot of them should be Tracked, don't you?"
His fingers tapped a staccato on the arm of the chair. "They're not stupid enough to request Portkeys, though I wish they were. But the Floos can be monitored, and perhaps we can do something about Apparation, as well."