Answers, of course. That's what your purpose is now.
The response appeared on the page with a ferocity that surprised Morgandy.
THERE IS A GOD. This place I'm at is under surveillance for a raid, some anonymous tip it was a DE hell hole, Kingsley was supposed to meet with you today about the sign off to raid it. GO TELL HIM I'M HERE AND I WANT OUT NOW. RIGHT FUCKING NOW.
Fuck you.
"What did she write," she asked, but he was ahead of her, translating even as she asked. The message made her heart beat faster and she waved a hand.
"Tell her we can't, tell her that - wait, I can do this, can't I?" she said even as she wrote and then struck out the following before writing in the fake message.
You can see this, can't you? We can't tell Kingsley, they can't go in knowing they're going after you or my cover will be blown. I won't have it.
Now now, cooperate with me, Mudblood. You want to keep the Lestranges happy.
Hestia's response was near instantaneous.
FNE. THEN ORDER THAT KINGSLEY SEND ERNIE AND MILES ON THE RAID AND MAKE IT HAPPEN NOW. Tell Ernie I'm here and let the rest be really surprised. Our asses are all covered and I'M BACK HOME. How long will this take?