"For merlin sake..." He said as he walked out of the main room intro his office and took out a piece of parchment.
He'd have to call an unspeakable...get the body transferred...and from there when it was returned he could get it ready to be returned to the family. Or they could do the work in his area if they needed to, he really didn't care which they chose. His owl flew out of the hospital and the wait started, Ambrose figuring they would choose to transfer it for security reasons.
The wait he chose to do in his chair...having coffee, instead of looking at the body that he didn't know what to do with.