"Take it with a grain of salt," Harry had to say as he relaxed back into his seat, not wanting Malfoy to think it was something more than it was.<br/>Certainly, it had been a nightmare, the vested interest those kids exhibited in Voldemort had been among the most personally discomforting things Harry had experienced on the job. The DMLE had simply found themselves unable to prove the connection between interest and intention to act on it. However, Malfoy had every right to set different lines for what should be considered tolerable or excusable.<br/>"They didn’t have any proper source material available."<br/>After the war, the Ministry had put restrictions on the sale of such books, scrubbed any and all public libraries clean of anything regarding the making of Horcruxes, beyond the superficial description stating that they cost a human life. By now, texts like that were considered to be out of circulation, though they hadn’t been able to prohibit private ownership.<br/>Harry’s eyes had drifted to Malfoy’s vast expanse of bookshelves. As he plucked at the quill he wondered if Malfoy himself had any. It made Harry’s blood run cold.<br/>"If my memory serves me right," he started back up, eyes returning onto Malfoy, not interested in lingering on that thought. With the folder no longer in his hands, Harry was unable to confirm their specific choice of spells.<br/>"I believe their way around it was to simultaneously kill a cat and transfigure it into an object, unsuccessfully. I don’t think that’s considered to be dark magic, though the intention was rather bleak."