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[alt_bill]

Yaxley's dead.

Percy was abruptly called to the office at close to 11:00 pm last night by Lucius Malfoy with the news and has been there through the entire night. He just stopped by here at the Burrow to give me the news before heading home for a shower and going back in. No one's answering any questions about how Yaxley died; when Percy inquired, Lucius looked so thunderous that Percy didn't dare press.

Bloody hell, Minerva, do you know what's going on?

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[alt_kingsley]

Who's his replacement? Did Percy say?

[alt_nymphadora]

There was a huge meeting all night in MLE. They wouldn't let us in to clean. Not that I'm often the one sent over there, anyway. But we knew something was up.

I'm not sure I'd know Braithewaite if I smacked into him in the corridor. I wonder if that's a good sign? I mean, he's not any of the ones everyone's worried about getting crosswise with.

[alt_poppy]

I've just had breakfast in a little place in Torquay where all the talk was that Bellatrix Lestrange murdered Claudius Yaxley in the middle of MLE last evening. The cafe owner's nephew is an Enforcer, apparently. News travels quickly. If not unerringly.

I'll note there's not a whisper about it in the Prophet this morning.

[alt_mcgonagall]

It was the Lord Protector.

Yaxley must have come to him in a towering rage, because when we were summoned he (Yaxley, that is) was Petrified mid-shout, spittle flying.

He (the Lord Protector, that is) began to speak about something—I must admit I did not listen very closely, as it had nothing at all to do with the Petrified person in our midst. After a few minutes he stopped. Then he killed Yaxley. Then he dismissed the meeting—rather, he left, and we were left with a body and no further explanations.

It was not his most coherent evening.

I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good

[alt_draco]

Weasley et al -

I don't know why Yaxley wanted to access my Private Messages. Probably more to do with my Father than me. But if he did study them he'd find a lot of messages between myself, Harry, and Hermione - and sometimes Pansy - that made clear our attitudes about the Lord Protector and his jolly Kingdom.