He doesn't hesitate, crouching low to rub Samantha's ears with a smile. It lingers as he glances back up to Will. This one might yet do.
"Good, because I rather doubt that I could repeat all that without a drink of water." Unfolding back up to his feet, Albus moves to pick up Samantha, still scratching her head in short, absent strokes. "Rude seems a bit too harsh a word for it, you hardly interjected."
He leans back against the door, as if never expecting to have left.
"I want for someone to keep an eye on Barty Crouch. To note who he meets with, to make a record of his various guises, to intervene directly should the threat to Merope appear immediate. He is a manipulator, a deceiver, and a man without a face well-known. I want you, Will, to help me change the only one of those that we might."
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"Good, because I rather doubt that I could repeat all that without a drink of water." Unfolding back up to his feet, Albus moves to pick up Samantha, still scratching her head in short, absent strokes. "Rude seems a bit too harsh a word for it, you hardly interjected."
He leans back against the door, as if never expecting to have left.
"I want for someone to keep an eye on Barty Crouch. To note who he meets with, to make a record of his various guises, to intervene directly should the threat to Merope appear immediate. He is a manipulator, a deceiver, and a man without a face well-known. I want you, Will, to help me change the only one of those that we might."