He'd been reading in Fawley's study. His now, he supposed. The former Minister Hector Fawley may have had little power left from his administration, but it wasn't hard for a sacred twenty-eight pureblood to pull some strings and get his granddaughter out of trouble for using underage magic. Even simpler was it for him to officially claim a magical child that resided in a muggle orphanage as a ward. Thankfully Tom had been able to get a message to Abraxas to control the media coverage, otherwise he would have had too much unwanted publicity. His jaw clenched at the thought.