I'm a Gryffindor, I'd never care. Down with the rules! [She laughs, leaning back in her office chair.] Maybe this is how the twins got most of their brainstorming done. Maybe they had a bottle of firewhiskey and their wands and holed up in their office.

[Her gaze goes a bit distant as she talks, but then her brows knit briefly as she remembers that Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes in Diagon Alley was targeted, that they had to close down and go into hiding with the rest of the family for their anti-Voldemort stance and products.]

Yeah. [She takes another sip, shaking it off.] Would explain loads.