A yawn escaped my lips before I could stop it. While I had slept well, there was still too much to do. For the past several days, I have been preparing myself for the coming International Confederation of Wizards meeting at the end of the week. It was about time I had informed the rest of the world the danger of Tobias and his cult. The attacks had become more frequent, more explosive, and no longer restricted to the magical world. There have been several accounts of attacks taking place in the non magical world and I was doing my best to keep it from being recorded and circulated. The Prime Minister and Queen Elizabeth have sent me letters about the issue, but I couldn’t in full confidence tell them everything was being handled. There was dread that settled into the pit of my stomach as I speculated why the new change in tactics.