With that finished, I looked to Babajide Akingbade who gave me a small nod. With a wave of my hand, the Crystal Station illusion disappeared and my grimoire came back to my side. Taking my position at the podium, I looked up at the rest of the delegation. "Now onto the more pressing matter at hand." The former lighter tone turned solemn and I saw Marcus and Marie-Claire look at each other, knowing exactly what I was about to discuss. "As it was mentioned, Avalon is currently undergoing a civil war. One that started before my time." Several murmurs echoed in the chamber, but I ignored them. "This war is not like the first. What the Magical World knows is that Voldemort is back by means of sickly, dark magic that I won’t go into-"