"I would hardly call it patience," she said, swinging her legs over the side of the chair to switch to a sitting position. Time to get directly to business.

"It is quite an important matter, actually," she said, getting to her feet. "I've caught wind of a quaint little family reunion in Brighton. A lovely get-together, really. Apparently, this family has a habit of stealing magic. Two muggleborns in three generations. Each of these are married to other muggleborns and they have mudblood children. One of them, a Michael Landry, is very outspoken against our Lord. It's become rather grating, and I believe he needs to be taught a final lesson. What do you think?"