"Of course dear," he nodded as he lay the glass down the table. He didn't really like the hard taste of tequila, but there's just some occasions - like this one, that he needs it the most. "That is, of course, if it passes the wards I have put up again. Their little joke is for kids, but they know their counter spells - and that's what I'm worried about."
He looked at the grandfather clock, It's past noon already but no letters, yet. Rodolphus was stuck in between relaxing or tensing up. He can't very well say that they stopped it because it hadn't arrived.