Order Only: Trouble with parchment work

[alt_bill]

Dad, I know I promised you the necessary bona fides for the Ampfield run by now, but the man I've delegated it to, McQuarry, has not delivered them yet. I just got a coded owl from him saying his department has been buried in an audit, so he hasn't been able to turn his attention to our mutual project. Treacher's just gotten married. He shares an office at work, so can't do the job there, and with the new wife he doesn't feel it's safe to bring any Order business home. And the third person I'd turn to, Byron, has been suffering from some vision problems--cataracts, I think--and doesn't trust his eyesight for replicating the finer details that we need on the forged parchments.

I'm hoping that McQuarry's desk will be more clear by next week. Hope that's soon enough for you and Frank.

Comments

[alt_frank]

if it's only a matter of asking for black death certificate papers and entry papers, she doesn't need to know the whole of it, and itd be pretty hard to guess what we were up to based on that alone. I mean, she could sort out we were getting people out of the camps, but not muggleborn kids, and not what we were doing with them after.