It took Kingsley a good five minutes to regain control of the room, but no sooner had he done so than an aide rushed in, frantically waving a thick envelope. "Minister, this just arrived for you," he panted as he handed it over. From where Hermione sat, she could just make out a wax seal on the back, although she couldn’t see the insignia stamped into it. Kingsley’s dark skin paled as he caught sight of it, his eyes widening, and he nearly ripped the envelope in his haste to open it. He tipped something small into his palm before pulling out a sheet of parchment, which he scanned quickly. 