The Minister of Magic (acting) shoved the door open with his cane, announcing his arrival with a bang. "Ho OH! I see some of you are early! GOOD ON YOU! But don't think this gets you ahead in my eyes. NO SIR. I know a brown-noser when I see one."

Minister Borr waddled to the front of the room where he shed his outer cloak on Junior and then tossed his cane to whoever was nearby. He noted that SECURITY had had the smarts enough to SHOW UP.

"I like your thinking ahead," he addressed the head of security. "How is our prisoner doing?" Lord Borr chuckled to himself, "We don't work on a strike system here! This isn't American baseball! This is your JOB! Your MINISTRY! Your LIFE and the well being of ALL our citizens! You mess up again, PRISONER and TRAITOR, and you'll find yourself in AZKABAN. Isn't that right, Gabe?"

"YOU ALL WRITING THIS DOWN? MEETING HAS BEGUN. TREASON WILL NOT BE TOLERATED!"

After his speech, the Minister of Magic took his seat. "Any questions so far? You there - Maintenance worker - get me a wet cloth and something to drink."