Private Message to A Dolohov

[alt_crouch_jr]

Batya.

Assume you saw the evening edition. Mulciber, of course. Suppose he thinks it's clever, giving the Prophet that picture. 'An MLE spokesperson assures The Prophet that the department expects to apprehend the culprits in this heinous crime "with alacrity".' An MLE spokesperson.

Will be interesting to read the follow up. Care to wager? 'MLE admit all leads at dead end in Nott case'? or 'MLE arrest sewer rats in Nott execution'?

Meanwhile, Mulciber's burying me in parchment on every open file. Petty nonsense.

Oh, and this evening's rumour? That Crabbe attempted an ambush of M, but failed. Surely rubbish. Crabbe? Glendower, maybe. Putting Crabbe up to it? No substance to it so far as I know.

Not that I wouldn't dance for joy if he fell, but I want that death myself. I promised Lucius.


And now we've promised otherwise. Dammit.

Comments

[alt_antonin]

I did indeed see the paper last night. Not subtle, is he? I am sorry you have to deal with the aftermath in more ways than one. (As to that -- agree that we ought be on our best behaviour for a while; that dressing-down was entirely too close for my liking.)

Speaking of the paper, I'm too tired and overworked to tease you for your latest appearance in the society pages, so you may fill it in yourself.

Wish me luck, meanwhile; the little darlings should be arriving in eight hours or so.