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[08 Aug 2009|06:37am] |
So, how is everyone on this cheerful Saturday evening? I spent the day down in Diagon Alley torturing the local shop owners for information on the whereabouts of those pesky missing Muggle-borns. After all, the Dark Lord has made it quite clear that he doesn't want all that mess on his streets anymore. Other than that, I expect to be called on to help with all of these visitors of the dead that have been popping up like rabbits. Even if I don't completely understand why they're here, I can't say I really care. If He finds a use for them, then that's all the better for us.
After all, I'm very good at collecting things the Dark Lord wishes to keep. I have my ways.
[private to Bellatrix]
Dear, I heard you have some of these visitors in your possession. I trust you've taken them to see the Dark Lord? We don't want any stray pets running around that we don't have tags on! For, as we all know, I would have to be the bad guy and go round them up. And, if we can, I'd be pleased to just avoid that in the first place. I have more important things to do with my time then gather up your mistakes.
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