Ron winced. "Couldn't tell you for sure, but judging from how awfully quiet the fellow's been, then.... yes, I suspect he knows." Much to his sister's frustration, Rolf Scamander had set himself up in a nice little flat in Sidmouth, not far from the Rook – leastwise, that was the scuttlebutt going around all the old DA veterans. Two months since accompanying Luna home from magical safari and the bloke had yet to go anywhere. "He seems nice enough. Rolf. He was apparently quite taken with Dad's Muggle artifacts in the garage."