Dear Gellert,
I found I needed to take a moment to send you a thank you note for all the amusement and laughter you have provided my family and me as of late. And since you have the been the source of so much amusement for us, I have no compunction or hesitation with calling you by your first name. You obviously are a fan. After all, who else but a fan would double the price on my head for merely speaking the truth? It did give us all a long laugh to see you were so threatened by me that you would actually double the price on my head even above the price on my father's head.
What I question is how long you honestly believe you can dupe the wizarding public? Our laws and bylaws have never been under lock and key. Copies of them have been available everywhere for thousands of years. And the statutes about the crimes you and your band of petty ragtag crooks are, by no means, new. I do not think it will be long before people start to realize that you enjoy anything that gains you more cash and more power, at the expense of the very people you have hoodwinked into believing that you actually had their best interests at heart.
Oh and while I am at it, do thank Mr Roland for me as well. He has done a somewhat adequate job of spinning an elaborate web of lies. The problem with such a web is that it is fragile, and just like a house of cards, when it all falls apart, it comes apart at once and falls, leaving you with nothing. Our world is filled with very wise and skilled witches and wizards. Consider yourself on notice now that your days in this current position of alleged power and influence may be seriously limited.
I look forward to the day when I get my post back and i see you standing in my courtroom, your magic stripped from you, and a cell with your name on it being warmed up for your convenience. I do suggest you take your lackies, including Roland, and teach them how to cope with prison life. You are so well acquainted with it already from your previous time behind bars. If you have forgotten, then just consider it a new adventure. And since yu were evidently so frightened of death that you felt the need to make a horcrux as some sort of insurance against mortality, I rather think you might like spending your second go at life in a prison much like the one you yourself created. You might even find Azkaban to be rather pleasant, should that be the case.
Do let me know when you finally get the courage to "man up" and meet me. I extend a second invitation for you to meet me. It does make me wonder if you are half the wizard you say you are if you fear so over one woman that you hide behind another.
Oh and one more thing? Do please water the plants until I return. I do realize you prefer to see death around you, but you won't be there much longer, and I prefer to find life around me.
Sincerely,
Khaat Lupin
Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot
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