 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
"The thought has crossed my mind," Conley said with an audible sigh. He really hoped that the conference room wasn't bugged. Perhaps he should sweep the offices weekly and made a mental note to put that on his to-do list. Perhaps Conley was a bit paranoid, but one didn't work long-term in the anti-dark magic field without being at least a little paranoid. And the last thing he needed was for sensitive information to leak out of this level. "And I have attempted to express my concerns to my peers. However," Conley pulled his wand out, waved it, and transfigured his empty plate into a piece of parchment. He pulled a self-inking quill out of his breast pocket and then leaned forward to scribble something down. Perhaps, he thought. With official concern from another country, the issue might be given full credence. "Can I ask," Conley said putting his quill down. "Have you come baring an official complaint from our colleagues in India? Or is this an concerned citizen call? "
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