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[16 Feb 2008|03:39pm] |
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All seems to be well. The new law is enacted, and we will be sending out notices shortly. It pleases me that Greengrass has agreed. I only wish I could see Potter's face when he is told he must marry, and the bride he must take. It should break his spirit suitably. The rounding up of the Order is still....troublesome. I must make more headway in this, or risk the wrath of My Lord. It is something I do not want to face. Lucius also grows tiresome. His insistences that I stay away from his son are beginning to bore me. If not for his place in our plans, I would have dispatched him years ago. However, his son is truly one of my joys. Draco will take his rightful place at the right hand of the Lord...where he belongs.
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[01 Jan 2008|04:34pm] |
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Welcome to another glorious year in the reign of our most esteemed Minister of Magic, Lucius Malfoy! Know that the Minister, and all his most humble servants will continue to strive to rule our world and keep it safe from all those who would harm good and upstanding witches and wizards. The Ministry of Magic and all its varied departments is charged with the protection and continuance of our glorious society and will do all in our power to crush those who would sabotage our world, who would seek to confuse and frighten witches and wizards, who would introduce impurity and discord into our society.
The Department of Magical Law Enforcement welcomes all those who would willing serve in upholding our society, and would work tirelessly to maintain our traditions and ways of life. We will begin training the latest group of Aurors after the current term of Hogwarts completes, and there will be new laws created in order to better organise and preserve our society.
We...and I personally, will not tolerate those who would speak against the Minister of Magic, the Ministry or those men and women who work so hard to protect our world. I take it as a personal affront, and I will take personal steps to ensure that anyone who wishes to throw our world into discord will pay for their impunity.
Lady Bellatrix C. Lestrange
Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement
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| 25 November 2000 |
[25 Nov 2007|01:02pm] |
There's always so much to do when gearing up for an auction. The next one will be just right here, after all. For example, it's only a month to Yuletide. Where does the time go? I think this year, in order to mark our new glorious regime, I shall have to throw a celebration at my London residence. Only the most influential witches and wizards in attendance. Yes...I will have to speak with my husband and Draco on this.
It amazes me the revenue that is made from those who refuse to own slaves. I am sure that these are only oversights. After all, who would want to risk being brought in by the Aurors to be questioned to their loyalty to the Ministry of Magic by refusing to comply with the law?
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| 08 Nov 2000 |
[08 Nov 2007|12:36pm] |
Ah, there is nothing as sweet as the sounds of screams first thing in the morning.
Several more of these miscreants who are trying to revolt were captured last night. I was lucky enough to be at the offices early enough to attend to them myself. I took my time, gleaning information from their weak minds, minds easily clouded, easily tricked. Sadly, they did not know the identity of the person giving out secrets. For that, they paid. It was especially sweet when one of the little girls sobbed and begged. Said she would do anything at all if I would spare her, and did not extend her suffering. Such a sweet thing. Beautiful lips and eyes. Filled with fear and pleading. I had her brought to my private chambers for a more private questioning.
I wish I could say the interrogation was more fruitful. It brought me no other information, save this mystery person never allows themselves to be contacted directly...but for my own skills being honed, it was most fruitful indeed. I had her begging in a quite different way at one point. There is nothing as beautiful as hearing your captives pleading for a blow from you, screaming out 'please, Lady Lestrange!' in just that perfect tone of submission. And the look in their eyes a moment they realise that all the pretty promises you made them, if they would give in to you just a little bit, then a little but more...were all lies. That moment is a pure aphrodisiac.
After I was finished with her, she was as dead as the others. But, it was a most--exhilarating way to begin the day.
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