"<span style="font-style: italic">I</span>hadn’t," Harry was quick to clarify, though that hadn’t been why Malfoy had asked. Malfoy’s voice sounded diluted between Harry’s own racing thoughts, Szczepanski probably igniting a bigger spiral than she realized.<br/>Harry stepped inside, closing the door behind him, yet made no intent to seat himself at the desk, too restless for a chair.<br/>"Laura back at the office has questioned why we’ve taken the Cursebreaker’s word at face value," he started, and even that was a fragmented thought. Harry’s eyes had drifted to a near by collection of trinkets, though he wasn’t really looking at them. "And I didn’t – its really not one of the things you usually question."<br/>Harry had worked with Peterson on several other cases, and had had no reason to believe he might have filled out a faulty report. But then again, Szczepanski was just the right kind of cynical to challenge Harry on that assumption.<br/>Historically, Harry’s mind worked faster in a challenge.<br/>"Could someone invoke magic of this caliber in the time it usually takes to dismantle a ward?" Harry’s eyes finally found Malfoy’s, though he didn’t hold his entire attention. "That’s the question, really, isn’t it? She’s having the log of his wand released to confirm whether or not his report was factual."