Well, Kingsley, Frank, Tonks and Remus know most of this already because we're all here.
I got Ms Ollivander calmed down (Merlin, Frank) and asked her how she came to be with us. It was quite a tale.
First off, Poppy, you should know that she confirmed that Prometheus Ollivander (New London's current proprietor) is her cousin - also the nephew of the Mr Ollivander we all knew - and a Death Eater. (How Dogstar knew that I don't know but they must have other sources of information.) She wound up in the camps because she refused to deny her muggleborn husband - and her obliging cousin turned her in, made sure that she'd get a rough treatment.
She told me that she'd always hidden how much of wandlore she'd picked up from her uncle. (Apparently he was a fine craftsman but something of a chauvinist when it came to passing on the profession.) So when she got assigned to Lincoln, and saw a unicorn tapestry, she tried sneaking back there one night to pull out the threads in the tail, on the theory that they're frequently real unicorn tail hairs.
Have I mentioned our Terry is uncommonly quiet? He snuck up on her same as he did me, back at Hogwarts.
But he figured right away that she was secretly trying to make a wand. Only he didn't realise that she isn't actually trained at it. I, er, think she may have exaggerated her skills to him, just a little bit.
Well, Terry must have decided that it was worth trying the Portkey if they could both escape. That's why it took him a whole day, by the way, so he could find her again when they wouldn't be noticed. But at the moment they grabbed onto it, he lost his hold.
And here we are.
By that point, Davidson's men had arrived and I left her in the hands of Paul Roth, who has been most obliging, while I conferred with Kingsley and we decided Moddey Dhoo would be the best possible place for her.
That's about when Dora, Remus and Frank showed back up, with their five fugitives, making an even half-dozen for the day's efforts. But no Terry.
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I got Ms Ollivander calmed down (Merlin, Frank) and asked her how she came to be with us. It was quite a tale.
First off, Poppy, you should know that she confirmed that Prometheus Ollivander (New London's current proprietor) is her cousin - also the nephew of the Mr Ollivander we all knew - and a Death Eater. (How Dogstar knew that I don't know but they must have other sources of information.) She wound up in the camps because she refused to deny her muggleborn husband - and her obliging cousin turned her in, made sure that she'd get a rough treatment.
She told me that she'd always hidden how much of wandlore she'd picked up from her uncle. (Apparently he was a fine craftsman but something of a chauvinist when it came to passing on the profession.) So when she got assigned to Lincoln, and saw a unicorn tapestry, she tried sneaking back there one night to pull out the threads in the tail, on the theory that they're frequently real unicorn tail hairs.
Have I mentioned our Terry is uncommonly quiet? He snuck up on her same as he did me, back at Hogwarts.
But he figured right away that she was secretly trying to make a wand. Only he didn't realise that she isn't actually trained at it. I, er, think she may have exaggerated her skills to him, just a little bit.
Well, Terry must have decided that it was worth trying the Portkey if they could both escape. That's why it took him a whole day, by the way, so he could find her again when they wouldn't be noticed. But at the moment they grabbed onto it, he lost his hold.
And here we are.
By that point, Davidson's men had arrived and I left her in the hands of Paul Roth, who has been most obliging, while I conferred with Kingsley and we decided Moddey Dhoo would be the best possible place for her.
That's about when Dora, Remus and Frank showed back up, with their five fugitives, making an even half-dozen for the day's efforts. But no Terry.