To,
The Department of Law And Enforcement
Third Floor
The Ministry of Magic
The Department of Mysteries
Fifth Floor
The Ministry of Magic
Dated: January 24, 2025
Time: 08:49:41
C. Bishop,
Coincidences are remarkable things, no? One does not understand why they happen, but they do, and in ways that are highly satisfactory.
My boredom yesterday dictated that I should Floo all those desolate friends and relatives back home in Britain, poor sods that had been deprived of my company. There was one among them, a certain J. Dyllan that you wouldn't know, who possesses a rather brilliant sense of humour and more importantly for the purpose of this memo, owns Weasley Wizarding Wheezes. That, in case you were unaware, is a massive chain of stores, inventing and selling jokes items and other sorts of useful products. After my conversation with her yesterday- I sat and pondered, and realised what it was that was bugging me.
Weather in a Bottle. That was a product introduced by WWW in the market in 1996, and according to its name, when opened- unleashed magical weather conditions affecting a small radius around the bottle, usually a single room. Hailstorms, balmy weather, desert conditions.....or arctic temperatures. Rather handy for a person with a brilliant idea how to execute a murder...but not possessing the requisite power, or skills to do so. I took the liberty of checking the list of the people based in the States who ordered this product by owl post in the past three months. A man by the name of Mack Vincent was the sole member of the list. Four vials in three months.
You wouldn't happen to have a suspect named that, would you?
And yes, I don't suppose I need to remind you to drop me the name the moment you get it out of Jackson. Wouldn't like a delay like the previous one.
F.W.
P.S: Said best friend's name wouldn't be Elsie Norton, would it?
P.P.S: For someone who professes not to be a child, you have this delightful tendency of contradicting yourself. At least I'm honest about it.
P.P.P.S: I don't drink coffee. My intern does, though.
P.P.P.P.S: Which would explain why I have a notice from Employee Rights Against Abuse on my desk right now. Blue teeth really does nothing for Jennifer. And I was so sure I'd land her by next month too. You wicked woman.