She hadn't heard anyone dare to say the name of the Dark Lord in a very long time. Part of her expected the walls to crash around them as they were attacked and arrested by the most loyal of his Death Eaters. The taboo had been on his name for as long as he was alive. For all she knew, it was still a forbidden word to say, but Kingsley had no fear. He'd once been forced to go on the run for not being afraid to say his name. There were still infrequent flashes of the wizard he used to be.