She would look at the suits of armour, and seriously consider the Piertotum Locomotor spell. She would note this down on her list of suggestions. She may even look into getting some new swords if she could find any. She would write this down too.
*Stilling the head instantly by grasping it, and whirling to face Shadow.* "You did not presume to give a Rookou Laird on his own land an order. That was merely a suggestion, in the interests of keeping your allies whole, correct?"
Shadow– Dark Wizard TALK– 17:49, December 23, 2012 (UTC)
"Yes, yes, whatever puts you to sleep at night. Now, what progress have you made?"
"My contacts overseas inform me that the WHPS attack on Hogwarts has generated considerable anti-WHPS feeling, particularly in Asia, and that there are movements afoot similar to our own, to provide a third alternative. I have also learned of a young woman, an Admiranda Fairchild, who seems to have caught my son's eye, and, I trust, may help me bring him here once more.
Shadow– Dark Wizard TALK– 17:59, December 23, 2012 (UTC)
"Your son can wait, tell me about these movements in Asia."
*Looking as if he's about to argue, then changing his mind.* "There are movements in Vietnam and South Korea particularly which show signs of allying, and would push for, according to my information, 'restrictions on Muggle development of weapons, or applications with clear weapon potential', but they have denounced the WHPS assault on 'innocents' and called for a referendum in their countries concerning involvement in the conflict. Even the Chinese seem to be looking for a way to climb on the fence, so their ICW rep, Me Zang, might be worth approaching."
Shadow– Dark Wizard TALK– 19:22, December 23, 2012 (UTC)
"It could well, particularly if Black and the others can be goaded into another bad PR raid in short order. Their numbers include all manner of uncontrollable half-breeds - and worse, so it shouldn't be too difficult to goad them into something rash."
Shadow– Dark Wizard TALK– 22:05, December 23, 2012 (UTC)
"Good, good. I must be heading off, now. Don't do anything too rash." He walked out.
*Arcturus brings the morningstar down on the display case next to him, shattering it into an infinity of shards. He stands for over a minute, bleeding a little from manifold small cuts, staring after the departed figure.*