Barty Crouch Jr.

Mother has asked that I deliver the crystal piece to you, which I could do at any time you'd find convenient this afternoon or tonight. It would be more complicated to schedule tomorrow, but not impossible.

She could, of course, send the domestic, but I believe she dislikes having the girl leave the house. Or perhaps she simply distrusts that your item would arrive unbroken.

In any case, Mother asks if you could, perhaps, spare a dose of whatever potion the two of you discussed. Apparently she wishes to try it, after all.

Let me know what would be most convenient for you.

Narcissa.

Your owl tracked me down in the Midlands this afternoon. I'd been there since yesterday morning, sorting out whether there's more to the continued disorder at the Walsall camp than competition for work and petty squabbles over accommodations. It's back in MLE's hands, as it should be: there was really no persuasive reason they needed an Auror at all, except they wanted me to go do their work for them.

In any case, I'm back in London this evening and wanted you to know that I received the information you sent about the arrangements. The owl didn't wait for a reply.


Pennifold: I'll leave instructions at reception that they're to notify me when you arrive first thing tomorrow. I'll come down and get your security clearance sorted so you won't have to prove yourself at every turn.