You may call me the Hooded Magician, and yes, I know it’s more of a Florida Marlins hat than a hood, but you get the idea. And see? I’m tilting my head down so the brim covers my face, for effect. A magical, hooded effect.
If I wasn’t wearing this hood—hat, whatever—you might recognize me from the community of magic. Not the actual Community of Magic, which has to approve you, and it’s all politics—it’s like, you’re friends with AbracaDebra or you’re not—but the more general community of magic (i.e., normal, cool people who live in a community and do magic, even if they’re not officially “licensed” by Her Royal Highness and her court of ass-kissers).