"During the trials you spoke out for me and my family, saved us from Azkaban. I wanted to say something to you then. I wanted to find a moment, but you were constantly surrounded by aurors and whisked away before I could talk to you. And I’m fairly certain you had some kind of ward up, because Archimedes could never find you. It was maddening. So, when I tried to find you, it was like you disappeared. No sign of you, no one talked about you. And I certainly wasn’t going to ask anyone. So I began looking at how we used to have the trace on us as kids, but it was terribly complicated magic and I needed to cast it on you, but. Well you had vanished. So I paid the bartender at Leaky Cauldron a bag of galleons every year to tell me if he ever saw you. And finally he did."