Sashaying its way through the great double doors, silvery airy form of an opossum climbed up and down and up and down several tables and torches before perching itself to address the crowd. Though the battle had not reached this great hall, the message to be delivered was one and the same - the patronus' only command to 'tell them'. And then the voice of the Minister, strained but strong, erupted out of the spirit guardian’s open mouth.

“Citizens...supporters and members of the Neo-Alliance...and supporters and members of the Order of the Phoenix alike...please...I implore you, lay down your wands. Lucien Rosier, leader of the Neo-Alliance, has fallen. This battle of divergent ideals and ideologies must cease. The path forward for the Neo-Alliance is at its end … though not without hope for clemency upon negotiation. This war is over. Rise to a higher dignity...and lay down your wands … so that no more of our people must die...so that we may restore peace…”

The opossum began to climb down but dissipated into thin air before reaching the ground.