RITA SKEETER: 21 January, 1964
Lounds Enterprises
227 Diagon Alley
London, UK
Mr. Lounds:
Your attempt to bribe me with a basket of chocolate frogs was very patronising. And yes, I know what that word means. I am NOT just some stupid child you can pat on the head and ignore. You sold my dear sister something bad, something she spent a lot of money on, and I'm not going to let it go.
Do you know how much University students make? She saved for months to buy me the Quill because she thought it would help me be a journalist. But if I worked at a real paper and used this quill to interview people? No one would believe me at all. I'd be accused of libel, because YOUR. QUILL. TELLS. LIES.
You refuse to answer my question, so I will close saying two things. First, I no longer believe the quill is broken. I took it apart last night and it seemed to be in working order. That's what all the seventh-years said, too, and my head of house. So I think that the quill is supposed to do this. Which makes you a liar, a cheat and a threat to honest journalists everywhere.
Second, I am friends with know am friends with Bellatrix Black. She's offered to help me since you obviously won't answer my questions. I think you're going to get a letter from her father in a few days, because I'm going to tell her you're a dishonest businessman who's also mean to kids.
Sincerely,
P.S. I am not sorry for including a dung-bomb. Meanie.
227 Diagon Alley
London, UK
Mr. Lounds:
Your attempt to bribe me with a basket of chocolate frogs was very patronising. And yes, I know what that word means. I am NOT just some stupid child you can pat on the head and ignore. You sold my dear sister something bad, something she spent a lot of money on, and I'm not going to let it go.
Do you know how much University students make? She saved for months to buy me the Quill because she thought it would help me be a journalist. But if I worked at a real paper and used this quill to interview people? No one would believe me at all. I'd be accused of libel, because YOUR. QUILL. TELLS. LIES.
You refuse to answer my question, so I will close saying two things. First, I no longer believe the quill is broken. I took it apart last night and it seemed to be in working order. That's what all the seventh-years said, too, and my head of house. So I think that the quill is supposed to do this. Which makes you a liar, a cheat and a threat to honest journalists everywhere.
Second, I am friends with know am friends with Bellatrix Black. She's offered to help me since you obviously won't answer my questions. I think you're going to get a letter from her father in a few days, because I'm going to tell her you're a dishonest businessman who's also mean to kids.
Sincerely,
P.S. I am not sorry for including a dung-bomb. Meanie.