Surprised, Harry let out a chuckle, his own phrasing still fresh on his mind; but, then again, Harry had hardly said a word out loud since talking to Malfoy at lunch. It seemed to amplify their efforts in making common grounds.<br/>Settling into the chair, Harry crossed his legs.<br/>"They handed that over very amicably, yeah," he agreed. While Harry wasn’t sure Malfoy had overheard him talking to Robards, he knew he had still been agitated when Malfoy had appeared in the kitchen.<br/>Harry sat for a moment, letting it digest. His eyes were on the box, the open lid an invitation. It was a massive amount of literature, from case injuries and regular wellness checks.<br/>It didn’t take him long to uncross his legs, not satisfied with the leirurely seat of the armchair. He sat up straighter.<br/>"I’m not implying that has anything to do with this," Harry needed to clarify, referring to the contents of the journal in Malfoy’s hand. While Malfoy had at least dared make bold claims, Harry had no comparable understanding of the subject, and preferred not to say anything too outlandish. “I thought it was maybe worth to cross reference.”<br/>That hospitalization had been a massive undertaking, not only examining in great deal Harry’s vital signs after the war, but everything else; it was his first inscription into wizarding healthcare.<br/>"It’s got a lot of material on the scar left by the Horcrux, back when it was fresh," Harry explained. His stance on that hadn’t changed particularly, still believing it to be unrelated, but it was undoubtedly caused by exposure to dark magic. "I know their work might not be up to standard, but they were pretty thorough – maybe you can use it to compare effects."