Elias gripped the edges of the podium as he studied the notes before him. A member of the Syndicate had tipped him off to the shenanigans at the school while the City's wolves had been out cavorting under the full moonlight. As the Minister, he would be expected to make a statement. Before him stood perhaps thirty reporters from the Prophet, Witch Weekly, and various other gossip rags. Surprisingly, a few foreign press releases were represented as well. A camera flashed when he cleared his throat and raised a piercing gaze across the assemblage. He would need to play them and tease them with information, making very sure not to get any paint on himself when he used broad strokes to cover Delilah and Teague in responsibility.
"Good morning. As Minister of Magic, I have the heavy responsibility this morning to confirm the rumors of a werewolf attack occurring last night in many parts of the greater Muggle London area. Despite numerous warnings and cautions against the very real threat of lycanthropic dissension and urges from the minister's office to Lord MacTail's staff for an increased guard presence on nights of the full moon," He had sent those in two weeks ago knowing the guard was stretched too thin for MacTail to approve it. So many of the guardsmen were stationed at Hogwarts that London was open for a moment like this. It was, deviously and deliciously, part of the plan to ruin the position of lordship for any future Death Eaters once MacTail was gone.
"those requests were obviously denied to the detriment of the Muggle communities surrounding Diagon Alley and the Ministry itself. More horrific and dismaying is a memo discovered today from Miss Delilah Chase of our Lord's press staff to an alleged werewolf requesting his presence at Hogwarts to detain the killer there."
A collective intake of breath whispered through the assemblage. One with was so shocked that she was scribbling notes furiously, unaware she had dropped her quill moments before. Elias let the shock sink in as he collected their attention back to his intended victim.
"No doubt our Lord will make an inquiry as to how this request was allowed approval. I am also quite certain that the board of governors will likewise seek an explanation for this atrocity. As of this time, we cannot report on any damages or injuries. If our children have been hurt, if our staff members were abused, if the guard in whom we have invested our galleons and graduates into have received any grievance from the werewolf, then all responsibility will be duly recompensed by Miss Chase. We all bear responsibilities in this new age. As Minister it is both my duty and my pleasure to serve to witches and wizards of Britain, as should it be for all members of the ministry staff. Likewise, as a citizen of this fair nation, we are all responsible for diligently supporting the ministry as it serves and supports the citizenry. I propose that St. Mungo's should be a haven and a repository of benefaction to any person or groups of people afflicted with lycanthropy. A supply of wolf's bane potion should be made available every month at affordable rates to all werewolves, no matter their blood status."
Another round of furious scribbling climaxed. How long had it been since the British government proposed care for those less than half blood, or even insinuated care for the muggles afflicted with wizarding diseases? Elias concluded his speech with typical closing remarks covering a broad and shallow range of political focuses. A sub committee would be formed, research would be made, blah blah blah...the bombshells were away. Hopefully they'd explode just as he intended. And now, for questioning if these reporters wanted any soundbites.