[Neville gets A Look before Will turns back to the stove, setting the pan of bacon on the back for it to cool without tasting one little bit of it. He knows when it's done, has no need to go biting into it. No. No, there wasn't any real torture at the school, that much should have been obvious from his face.
The fish is a different story and takes more of his attention, but he can talk at the same time. It's not that difficult.]
You don't need to apologize, Neville. It was a bad night for just about everyone. [Him, too, but he's not about to get into that, not after seeing all the vitriol over Barty's announcement. As for the name Longbottom? Nothing mentioned there. He has no right to judge or look at anyone strangely because of their name. That "right" was taken away from him.] Police, sort of. I work with an organization called the FBI. It's more complicated. [And the police tend to side-eye him unless they're dumping off a case that's not only too complex for them, but also really, really, really sick. He's not even an agent with the FBI. That doesn't need to be mentioned to anyone in Asgard that doesn't know as much.] The focus is narrower with what I do. My classes are quite specific.
[And also filled with lots and lots and lots of slides depicting lots and lots and lots of really gruesome, horrible ways to die.]
Are there organizations like that for Aurors, too? Branches set aside for specific things, special duties for one group instead of another?
[The word Aurors comes out a little mangled, but it's obvious enough. He'll get there. The little smile on his face when he looks over his shoulder says that, yeah, he knows he's not so good with that word yet. The Wizarding War hasn't been dumped on him entirely, but he's not opposed to listening about it from a kid who seems to have had a really bad time with it.
As long as he doesn't write up a damn essay about it and its participants.]
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The fish is a different story and takes more of his attention, but he can talk at the same time. It's not that difficult.]
You don't need to apologize, Neville. It was a bad night for just about everyone. [Him, too, but he's not about to get into that, not after seeing all the vitriol over Barty's announcement. As for the name Longbottom? Nothing mentioned there. He has no right to judge or look at anyone strangely because of their name. That "right" was taken away from him.] Police, sort of. I work with an organization called the FBI. It's more complicated. [And the police tend to side-eye him unless they're dumping off a case that's not only too complex for them, but also really, really, really sick. He's not even an agent with the FBI. That doesn't need to be mentioned to anyone in Asgard that doesn't know as much.] The focus is narrower with what I do. My classes are quite specific.
[And also filled with lots and lots and lots of slides depicting lots and lots and lots of really gruesome, horrible ways to die.]
Are there organizations like that for Aurors, too? Branches set aside for specific things, special duties for one group instead of another?
[The word Aurors comes out a little mangled, but it's obvious enough. He'll get there. The little smile on his face when he looks over his shoulder says that, yeah, he knows he's not so good with that word yet. The Wizarding War hasn't been dumped on him entirely, but he's not opposed to listening about it from a kid who seems to have had a really bad time with it.
As long as he doesn't write up a damn essay about it and its participants.]