Viktor looked surprised and then a smile started to replace his scowl.
"Really? That is surprising, a good surprise," he said, "I need to come back in to buy some things. I want to get some for my brothers," and now his smile became broader and more relaxed, "They go to school at Durmstrang, and I can image the havoc they will create, using some of your inventions. I know I probably shouldn't send them things of this nature," and Viktor's eyes twinkled with humor, "But I am the older brother. It is my job to make their life better."
Viktor drank, and at the Death Eater crack, his wide grin dimmed again, "Be careful what you say. You do know? Yes? They are everywhere in there, in every department. I am certain that they are tracking some, and intercepting owl messages.'