Ohh, the man knew what he was? Of course. The wand was perhaps the biggest clue to that. Couldn't be a local. The question was asked of him being an actual wizard, rather than amusement or jest about him being a fan going to a Potter convention (to which he couldn't usually resist a retort about it actually being a Malfoy convention). Must be one of the displaced, like himself. He didn't remember seeing him before. But then, he probably should meet more people. He seemed alright. Maybe a little cautious but sometimes you had to be in this place. He was like that a lot as well, especially after conflicts or Seal shenanigans.
"Yes, I'm a wizard," he answered the man with a nod, and clearly British accent. "My name is Scorpius." He paused, then added with a slight sigh just in case it was to be a follow-up question as was often the case lately, "And I get this inquiry a lot now, my surname is Malfoy. Well, those from my world ask that question anyway." There were times that he thought of changing it while living here. But then it always came back to the idea that doing so would be giving up his identity and that was just not in him to do. In time maybe his actions may prove that his family name can be respected for the right reasons. "I'm from the future in my world and studying to be an Auror. That's, uhh.. sorta like a cop but the magic version of them in my world. No flying cars yet in my time though, unfortunately." He couldn't help but laugh a bit at that part.