Morwenna resisted the urge to roll her eyes as the conversation moved on, apparently the only person concerned that not being able to see something coming made it incrementally more dangerous for the residents of Irvingly. Muggles were ill-equipped to deal with magical creatures at the best of time but with the wizards around them unable to defend them and no visibility to hide themselves in time she could see casualties before long. Especially if the fog didn't obscure the moon or, her niggling fear, altered something about the change.

She turned sharp eyes on Mr Mulciber, eyebrow raised at the question.

"Are you suggesting this a deliberate attack on Irvingly?" Frowning she glanced around the table. "Who would do something like this? Who could?"

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MJ knows my soul rings to the rune of this iconic hat