Tony pulled on the cuffs of his gray suit jacket as he rode up the elevator to the squad room. He didn’t know what it was, but something felt off to him today. It felt like something bad was going to happen. Nothing happened on the way to work and as far as he knew Harry had a normal day at the Wizengamot. Last night he mentioned that they were going to review the Ministry’s budget. Harry didn’t know why the Wizengamot was in charge of reviewing and approving it instead of a Treasury department, but any suggestion to create a Treasury kept being turned down. They didn’t trust the goblins enough to manage the Ministry’s monies and insisted on relying on wizards and witches. Harry was going to introduce the idea of hiring muggleborns who had attended no-maj universities with knowledge of accounting. Tony wished him luck.