Without warning, Hela threw up a hand, and a pulse of magic shot through the room. Draco shifted, reaching for his wand, felt the others do the same around him, but then he watched as the Seven seemed to erupt in argument. Silent argument. Hela had muffled their conversation, and she was now facing Adelaide, appearing to be demanding... something. Adelaide's face was set in mutinous lines, her eyes flashing as she stood, gesturing towards Draco and the others. This went on for several minutes, the conversation at the table appearing to reach a boiling point, Cecily smirking on one end of the table, the Twins" heads bowed together in an apparently urgent conversation at the other, before Hela slammed a fist down on the table, causing the rest to stop speaking at once. Another few seconds passed before Hela waved her hand once more and another, softer wave of magic passed over Draco.