Gringotts Bank$2$[1]

[Django]

*He had done his homework before arriving. He had spoken to his associate Leopold Constantine and asked him to find out who was responsible for wizard relations with Goblins.*

I am here on behalf of Mr Dirk Cresswell. Unfortunately he has been called away on some urgent business, and despite his respect for you, has had to ask me to run an errand in his place.

[Griphook]

*He looked the man up and down. He was dressed in a manner befitting a Ministry Worker, but Griphook knew by now not to judge on outward appearance alone.*

Have you any identification sir?

[Django]

*Trying not to snigger as he found this all too easy, he dug his hand into his robe and removed the identification, also borrowed from Constantine.*

I'm sure that you will find this in order.

*He hated speaking formally, but it was necessary to get the job done.*

[Griphook]

*He took the identification and looked it over. It certainly was Ministry approved.*

Well, Mr Constantine, how may I assist you?

[Django]

*He took back the identification graciously and put it away once more.*

Our department is working in conjunction with the Law Enforcers and St Mungos hospital. As I am sure that you are aware, there is an escaped patient, and we are doing our best to bring him back in for the rest of his treatment.

[Griphook]

*He nodded knowingly.*

Lockhart.

[Django]

*He nodded.*

You are correct sir. We have reason to believe that he may have come to you intending on withdrawing some funds. If that is the case, we would be extremely appreciative if you could tell us anything you knew of where he may have been going.

[Griphook]

Of course. You understand that I am not at liberty to discuss his financial status, but I am willing to help the Ministry find him.

*He took his quill back in his hand, not expecting this discussion to continue much longer.*

He did indeed come some months ago. He withdrew no money, but I am afraid that I do not know any further than that of where he may have gone.

[Django]

*He bowed his head in thanks.*

You have been very helpful sir.

I shall let you get on.

*With that, he made his way out of the bank, shook himself off to rid himself of the act of formality, and removed a fresh bottle from his robe.*

*He had learned little, but it would be useful. A man with no money would have to go somewhere where he needed none. Or else somewhere that he could earn some.*

*He took a swig.*

*Lockhart was not the type to go to work. He was an adventurer. And he had not been seen for a long time. He was on the road, maybe on the run. He could be anywhere.*

*He could only hope that the man had left some sort of trail to follow.*

[Griphook]

*He continued his duties, hoping no further interruptions would bother him.*