The voice nearly caught Weiland's breath. That crafty bitch--she'd hidden in plain sight. From the looks of her, she'd gone through a lot of changes. He could think of two wizards in particular who would hex him into oblivion for expressing how he thought she looked. Not that he totally objected to the old her...
"In my country," he said, in Kentaro's voice, "The Aurors are not so dumb. They start from the bottom up. Simple first, then complicated." He shook his head. "These fools wouldn't last a day in Tokyo."
He looked over at the woman he was 99 percent sure was Alecto, and bowed politely in his seat. "I am Kentaro Ishikawa. Konichiwa gozaimatsu. Hello."