"That’s not a very long list," Theo muttered, waving his wand toward the hallway. A roll of parchment and a quill came flying into the room, stopping in front of him. With another wave of his hand, Theo had the parchment unfurled and the quill poised to take notes. "Yaxley is in prison, but I know he still manages to control a few black market rings–I’ve told Harry I can handle it but I’m thinking Westcott’s division might be better suited for it, too close to the case and all. I don’t think kidnapping is on any of their repertories. Umm, Burke–no, Flint maybe. I know your father wasn’t close to them but I think we’re past the point of caring about past relationships. What about–"