Garak had employed many covers in his career as a spy assassin Member of the Obsidian Order tailor. It had never occured to him to simply cast himself as a bumbling spy, using a front of ineptitude to cover his tracks. He smiled disarmingly at Tony and waited for that sharp flicker of intelligence, that quick assessing eye.
"I see the Hat has taken to bringing another member of the espionage community to the school. I wonder what his motives could be?"
"Oh I am sure the hat means well, but I came here of my own free will. Yes, it was all my idea. Once I was fired I was unsure of what to do so I came to Hogwarts. At the time it seemed a good idea." He cocked his head and stared at the person in front of him. "Other spies: that is a coincidance, but a bad or good one I am not sure."
He cocked his head, "So you were fired? It was always my understanding that those in such a dangerous line of work were let go using more creative methods."
"But where are my manners, I am Garak. Recently of Cardassia and currently of Slytherin."
"Tony Murchison, unsorted, of the United Kingdom." He pumped the extended hand once then let his arm flop once again to his side, blue shirt sleeve slipping down to cover all but his fingertips.
"Maybe, but in the British Secret Service everyone is treated kindly. I was only let off, because the Minister didn't think they needed so many people spying. The Russians kept calling us up and telling us all their secrets so I can understand the thinking."
"The Russians I presume were your adveraries? Well it is quite convenient that they chose to simply tell you their secrets. That certainly would make the job of a spy easier," he said dryly.
"I have read quite a bit about the espionage trade on Earth, but I'm not familiar with a time when two rivals would so readily share information."
"I see the Hat has taken to bringing another member of the espionage community to the school. I wonder what his motives could be?"
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"But where are my manners, I am Garak. Recently of Cardassia and currently of Slytherin."
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"Maybe, but in the British Secret Service everyone is treated kindly. I was only let off, because the Minister didn't think they needed so many people spying. The Russians kept calling us up and telling us all their secrets so I can understand the thinking."
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"The Russians I presume were your adveraries? Well it is quite convenient that they chose to simply tell you their secrets. That certainly would make the job of a spy easier," he said dryly.
"I have read quite a bit about the espionage trade on Earth, but I'm not familiar with a time when two rivals would so readily share information."
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