"Please, remain sitting." He said with a slight nod of acknowledgement as she strode over to seat himself in the lounge chair across from her, one leg crossing over the other. A tea cup materialized in his hand as the teapot by her shoulder hovered over to him to fill it. He was the perfect picture of calm elegance. "I understand you had a rather powerful bout of accidental elemental magic in Poland an hour ago. You killed seven muggles and traumatized fourteen additional."