The more Amycus spoke the more Rodolphus shook his head and by the end of his last claim, the eldest Lestrange was even laughing a bit. "No, no." He claimed, wagging a finger between them. "I didn't...I didn't send her anything." There was a distinct lack of conviction in his voice that grew the more that he thought about it and soon he wasn't laughing at all. He remembered the journal entry Bellatrix had made after his last owl but there hadn't been anything unusual about it. She had told him to stop and insisted it was an unwanted hassle but he refused to believe it. He still didn't believe it. It didn't matter what Amycus said about it. Nope.
He turned his head away to look up at the mountains of specimens crawling up the walls and knew claiming it wasn't him didn't serve as the foundation for a very strong case. Then his eyes fell on the skull necklace Bellatrix had given him when she'd showed up at the house with her hair combed dressed as comely as he'd ever seen her and couldn't help but smile. "They're awful. You know there is a fly that will lay eggs in a human host and when the larvae hatch they eat their way out of you?"