"It's very odd to think of the Minister of Magic having childhood friends," Emmeline mused, pausing only to order herself a coffee - black as well, though she would add milk to it. She disliked most newfangled concoctions, with their syrups and sugars and Merlin knew what else. "But I suppose he must have done, just like everyone else."
She smiled, and chuckled a little too. "Oh, you and my aunt would get along famously," she said. "She teaches History of Magical Law at Beauxbatons. Laws regarding Muggle relations, in particular - she's written quite a bit about English politics recently, I'm sure. I don't know if any of it has been published."