He paused mid-step and rubbed at his forehead, his headache worsening. Despite all the nonsense Granger was constantly putting him up to, he’d never had cause to explore the Department of Mysteries in such a fashion—and he sure as hell didn’t know anything about a Time Room. "Surely you’re not serious? You sent me back in time looking for a time bomb, and there’s an actual place called the bloody Time Room? Merlin’s tits, why didn’t we start there? Why did I bother with my thorough inspection of the bloody lavatories?"