[ regulus black looks tired. this isn't to say he doesn't always look tired, because he does. he also almost always looks bored, but right now he seems at least somewhat interested. he leans forward at his desk, eyebrows lofted. ]

Let me put it this way. We know you're a wizard of some kind, and you're not a Pure-blood. If you can't provide documentation proving you're a half-blood, you're going to end up with the same safety restrictions on you as a Muggle-born-- [ there's a pause as he tries to think of the right word: ] They call them No-Majs in America, don't they? People without magic.

[ he sighs. ] Mr. Barebone, I need to know if one of your parents was a witch or a wizard.