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I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up To No Good
Pans, we're all right. Sally Anne, too, I mean. Only, she's still got MLE there at the Strettons, so she probably won't be able to write for a while.
She's not going to be in trouble, though.
The Strettons are a whole other story. It's not going to go well for them, I don't think. At all.
They were growing some secret crops in the middle of their fields. From what the enforcers said, I think it's something that you need to brew Veritaserum or potions like that. Truth serums, y'know. They called it Diviner's Mint, and I guess those plants are worth a load of galleons.
That's what they were after, anywiz. They had special kit--silk sacks and special gloves and silver blades to harvest the stuff. Guess you have to cut it on the night after new moon. Or maybe they just picked tonight because it's going to be so dark. I'm not sure. Pans, do you know?
Anywiz. We're fine.
Though it was kind of dicey for a while there.
She's not going to be in trouble, though.
The Strettons are a whole other story. It's not going to go well for them, I don't think. At all.
They were growing some secret crops in the middle of their fields. From what the enforcers said, I think it's something that you need to brew Veritaserum or potions like that. Truth serums, y'know. They called it Diviner's Mint, and I guess those plants are worth a load of galleons.
That's what they were after, anywiz. They had special kit--silk sacks and special gloves and silver blades to harvest the stuff. Guess you have to cut it on the night after new moon. Or maybe they just picked tonight because it's going to be so dark. I'm not sure. Pans, do you know?
Anywiz. We're fine.
Though it was kind of dicey for a while there.
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