"Then perhaps it's something that you ought to consider," Rodolphus said, straightening. There was something about the man that made him itch to hurt him - that air of confidence, arrogance, perhaps. The man was a watchwizard in the Atrium of the Ministry, not someone Rodolphus would have noticed or wasted a moment on if he hadn't heard him a moment ago.
Now, though, the man was under his skin - annoying him, making him think about what things could be done to him to shut him up for good. It was not a very good position for anyone to be in with Rodolphus Lestrange.
Still, there were other things that needed to be considered first. His Lord's orders were paramount, after all. His own pet projects had to play second violin.