Order Only: Adur and Charles Bawsley
Sep. 15th, 2013 05:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_billI received a firecall from my boss last night ordering me to show up at Adur camp immediately. My source in MLE had revealed that they were honing in on several in the camp administration personnel there who had been caught in pecuniary offences. Raiding the camp's funds for personal gain, fudging on expense reports, that sort of thing. Apparently, camp management is rotten to the core.
You may remember the name of one of them, Charles Bawsley, the Camp Administrator. Dad ran across him a few years ago, when Bawsley was the Assistant Camp Administrator, and Dad wrote one of his Order Only journal entries about him. Dad described him as a 'thug,' which sounds accurate. Bawsley killed a muggleborn because the poor sod tried to use wandless magic to defend a woman Bawsley was cruciating. She was...less then accommodating when Bawsley tried to rape her.
Anyway. Bawlsey has been apparently been cooperating with the investigation, maybe hoping for leniency for himself, I don't know. But Corax Mulciber must have received a tip Bawsley was about to be arrested, now that the investigation was winding up--from his brother in MLE, I suspect. So the two of us showed up at the camp, as best as I can tell, to make the point that Bawsley was his meat--he would magnanimously allow MLE to take the man into custody, but only when Mulciber was finished with him.
The Auror on duty was obviously not happy with the decision that Bawlsey should get cruciated. She protested that this was 'extremely unhelpful; we need him to be able to answer questions.' Mulciber just ignored her. As a last flourish, he cursed, uh, Bawsley's private parts. He'd told me on the way in that he'd learned that Bawsley had 'a taste for bestiality' (meaning, I guess, that he'd learned of Bawsley's penchant for raping muggle women, too). It wasn't that he sympathised with the women in any way, mind you. Rather, it offended his rigid standards of blood purity.
The Auror who'd protested eventually hauled Bawlsey off, whimpering, to St. Mungo's. Mulciber ordered me to stay to help the assistant Auror on the investigation go through the camp records (which are apparently in a total shambles) to look for any possible escapees. He then left.
I don't believe any of the kids at Moddey Dhoo are from that camp, which is fortunate, because the records are now drawing such scrutiny, but I'm afraid that the assistant searching with me flagged cards of some of the people who ended up in Sherwood.
I stayed until shortly before dawn when the senior Auror returned from overseeing Bawsley's transfer to MLE custody. She sent us both home.
You may remember the name of one of them, Charles Bawsley, the Camp Administrator. Dad ran across him a few years ago, when Bawsley was the Assistant Camp Administrator, and Dad wrote one of his Order Only journal entries about him. Dad described him as a 'thug,' which sounds accurate. Bawsley killed a muggleborn because the poor sod tried to use wandless magic to defend a woman Bawsley was cruciating. She was...less then accommodating when Bawsley tried to rape her.
Anyway. Bawlsey has been apparently been cooperating with the investigation, maybe hoping for leniency for himself, I don't know. But Corax Mulciber must have received a tip Bawsley was about to be arrested, now that the investigation was winding up--from his brother in MLE, I suspect. So the two of us showed up at the camp, as best as I can tell, to make the point that Bawsley was his meat--he would magnanimously allow MLE to take the man into custody, but only when Mulciber was finished with him.
The Auror on duty was obviously not happy with the decision that Bawlsey should get cruciated. She protested that this was 'extremely unhelpful; we need him to be able to answer questions.' Mulciber just ignored her. As a last flourish, he cursed, uh, Bawsley's private parts. He'd told me on the way in that he'd learned that Bawsley had 'a taste for bestiality' (meaning, I guess, that he'd learned of Bawsley's penchant for raping muggle women, too). It wasn't that he sympathised with the women in any way, mind you. Rather, it offended his rigid standards of blood purity.
The Auror who'd protested eventually hauled Bawlsey off, whimpering, to St. Mungo's. Mulciber ordered me to stay to help the assistant Auror on the investigation go through the camp records (which are apparently in a total shambles) to look for any possible escapees. He then left.
I don't believe any of the kids at Moddey Dhoo are from that camp, which is fortunate, because the records are now drawing such scrutiny, but I'm afraid that the assistant searching with me flagged cards of some of the people who ended up in Sherwood.
I stayed until shortly before dawn when the senior Auror returned from overseeing Bawsley's transfer to MLE custody. She sent us both home.
