"Then what...?" Harry left it open ended, releasing his hold on the tall wizard in order to let the man retrieve a letter from the coffee table. He paled as he read it, bright green eyes scanning over the words for a second time before his gaze slid to Bastian's face. "That power hungry bastard." He muttered darkly, resisting the urge to crumple up the parchment and lob it into the fireplace. "What are you going to do?"