Eurydice Borgin is going places

[Warded to Death Eaters abroad]

I don't know what you all are doing right now, or for what reason, or why you think this is effective use of your time, but instead of leaving ink blots in your journals for all to see, you may want to return and try to think in the large scale of things rather than just attacking Dumbledore's darlings all the time.


The item I was looking for, that the family was killed for, did you all remember that? Perhaps not, but no matter.

I think I know where the next horcrux is. And I'm fairly sure it's a horcrux.




[Warded to the Japanese organized crime syndicate]

Are these rumours about the golden cup unfounded? What do you know about this?

[Warded to Death Eaters abroad - those staying in DE house in Casablanca]

Hello. I'm Eurydice Borgin and I think some of you may know my brother. I thought I should say this before someone hexes me for being here walking about and being let in on the wards. There's no real proper way to introduce yourself to a group like yourselves, is there? Well, Francis let me in, so I'm here.

I found a dog in a scarf hiding in the bathroom. I think it was afraid of the bed on fire. Or it was embarrassed by being in a scarf, which did strike me as odd, I will admit. I'm sitting here with it, whoever it belongs to.


That being said, does anyone happen to have any clothes they may be willing to let me borrow for the time being? I cannot return back to my flat, for fear the Russians may be waiting for me there. It's a long story, really, and unimportant. Besides, if I'm to be helping out your group, I should just leave that behind, shouldn't I?


So yes, clothes would be most helpful. I can't very well wear these scorched things. There is a bathrobe in here with me and the dog but that's not suitable, clearly.

This is a much larger mess than the one previously, I should say. I should look into moving again soon.


[Stella]

Sorry about that, thought that figure barrelling through was a particular Russian I've been told to avoid. They get a bit tempermental when one is responsible for the destruction of their base of operations. Or so I've been told.

Better luck next time, I suppose. I'm not sure that was quite what I was looking for, but interesting all the same.

If you require a hiding place, the Japanese bar tucked away under the flea market is secure. And I believe I may still be on good terms with them. I will have to make sure once their priorities are back to normal.

[Narcissa Malfoy + Bartemius Crouch Jr.]


I hope you have both found your way to Casablanca. If you need anything while you are here, don't hesitate to let me know. I have some decent things for you to look through just in time for the last owl parcel rush. Unfortunately that also means what I'm looking for would be too precious for sending off via owl post, but with any luck I will have a Christmas surprise this Sunday morning.

[Narcissa]

May I ask why Crouch's son is accompanying you? Would it be too bold to ask why? I can't say I don't get quite a kick out of speaking to the son of the man who would like to lock me away in Ministry hearings and councils for the rest of my days, though I always have been rather keen on irony and threats hand in hand.

[Public and unwarded]

And so the tourists looking to escape the snow and cold come to the city. Either that, or the waterfront is ridiculously packed to the gills and impossible to navigate now. I can't rightly say this is a city I would choose to go on holiday to, but that is just my opinion. It's a bit dodgy here, to say the least.

What a mess.



[Private]

Nothing was there. I told them. It's still around. What a mess.

( Eurydice can take care of that for you. . . )