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[Private]

I think it's a good thing if everything is silent to the point of creepiness. I guess they've learned to ward their inkspilling private since November. The only sign of anything was that Armadillo Melinfluenza woman implying that they got in trouble in Frank's journal, and if that's actually the case, then the broadcast worked. And that's good.

And I don't feel guilty.

Because they deserved it.

No. No, dammit, they did. If anything does happen to them, it's not actually us doing it. It's crazy people reacting. We were just getting the truth that people deserve to know out to the public. The goal wasn't to get people killed, it was to let the wizarding people of Britain who have been lied to and manipulated for the last six months, if not longer, know this for a fact presented by insiders and not just us. This isn't something that can be ignored, and now people won't be able to deny what is going on right under their noses. This is so much bigger than the few people who we used to get the information when they would sooner see us dead if it helped them.

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[Order]

Alright. After dinner I think we should all meet up at the safehouse for breaking in tonight, and even moreso once we're out it would be a good idea to all regroup here, just in case. I think it'll probably do James and hopefully Pete some good to have as many familiar faces as possible.

There will be snacks and drinks served in celebration.

[/Order]

I have no idea where half the crap that I've found between the sofa cushions here has come from, or how long it's been here. Coins I understand, there's some sort of weird magnetic attraction that seems to suck Knuts and Sickles out of peoples' pockets and into the furniture, but I just found a Mandrake Man action figure shoved in between the lining that I haven't seen since I was nine. Always wondered why this thing was so lumpy on the left side.