Albus was happy to take the chair. The tiredness wasn't excessive, just surprising, and he was happy to take a moment to recover. He would have to look into what had happened but... later. Right now he had something far more interesting to sort out.
He examined the map, pulling his glasses from seemingly nowhere, and noted the locations and distances. He then did some quick mental calculations based on his recent experience. He did note that the locations were just scattered enough that unless the Mandarin was a wizard, he was unlikely to have been in all of them recently. It seemed more likely that the Mandarin's organisation was larger than he'd thought. Or that some of these were red herrings. Or both.
"It's doable," he said finally. "I estimate it will take somewhere between four and seven days." He tapped the map, his finger pointing to the Botswana location and then at the location near the Panama Canal. "These two are our flies in the ointment regarding the timing. The other sites are in two generally compatible geographical regions. These two are outlier in a sense. I may leave them to last."
He looked over at Agent Hill, his eyebrows raised. "How... stealthy do you require us to be? I do have a variety of ways up my sleeve to ensure our presence goes unreported. Non-lethal, of course."