"Yes, wand waving, broom flying... magic." Harry nodded. He pulled out his wand and changed the color of the couch he and Tony were sitting on. Then he turned Tony’s gun into a flower pot filled with eight red roses. Tony leaned forward and pulled one out, using his own wand to change it back into the bullet it originally was. "I am Lord Harry James Potter, of the Most Noble House of Potter. I inherited the title of Lord Black of the Most Ancient and Noble House of Black from my godfather when he died during our war. That title will be passed on to my godson who lives with his maternal grandmother when I die or decide he is ready to take it on. I have an Order of Merlin First Class for defeating the Dark Lord that had terrorized the British Magical World between the 1960s and 1997. I am often called the "Savior of the Wizarding World’ by British magicals. My services in the war saw me awarded a GBE, by Her Majesty, the Queen of the United Kingdom. Hence, I am Sir Lord Harry James Potter-Black. I am a British magical citizen living in America, working in the United Kingdom, and married to an Italian-American wizard."