The moment the dots connected, Alfred stiffened. "On you?" he said, though that much was obvious now. She was the one who'd been interviewed, so it hardly made any sense for the Chief Warlock to have been using mind-reading magic on someone else. To say this was a violation of privacy was a gross understatement, though. Who had signed off on this? If it was a matter of procedure, more than one person would have needed to agreed it was a sound idea. If it wasn't a standardized procedure, on the other hand — if Lestrange had just gone off-script to do something so entirely out of bounds — then there were more important things to do in the wake of it than drink tea in the bath. "You let him?"

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