"No religious ties whatsoever, to my knowledge." James nodded, then grinned a little sheepishly. "Sorry, sorry, I forgot. Muggles -- it's my world's term for non-magic people. And, er, a police officer ...I guess it'd be a bit like a city guard? It's sort of what I used to do back home, so I figured it would be easy enough to do the same here."

A pause. "You don't exactly apply. It just happens. When I first got here, I was 16. Then I got sent home at the same point I left, lived five years, and came back just as my wife and child were getting attacked by the evilest wizard ever. Sort of a problem, really."