"I got an anonymous owl this morning, warning me that the ministry was no longer safe," Edgar explained as they walked. Calypso spotted them coming and let the dog out to meet them, the golden retriever bounding up excitedly to greet them all, jumping up and trying to say hello to everyone at once. "Down girl, sorry mates," Edgar apologized, but had a smile on his face. The Order members were familiar with Elliot's endless energy and love for everyone.
She came over and began trotting alongside Edgar happily, tongue lolling about as she went. "I think I'm almost more worried about the anonymity than the content of the letter. It was written with a dictaquill, I did a number of counter-curses and the like, to make sure it wasn't hexed since I didn't recognize the owl. She wouldn't take a reply letter, just bit the shit out of my hand every time I tried to get close to her, so eventually I just let her go. Who'd be going out of their way to send me anonymous tips about You Know Who's plans? Or what he's already carried out, I suppose."