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I Solemnly Swear That I Am Up to No Good
Dec. 26th, 2011 04:14 pmHello. This seems like a rather peculiar thing to write at the top of my journal entry, since I don't actually have anything nefarious planned, but that's how this is supposed to work.
I'm Luna Lovegood, and I promise that I will keep what is written here under this Lock a secret. I understand that I'm also supposed to tell you all something that will convince you all of this. I've been thinking about it all afternoon since Fred and George and Ron talked to me, and here is what I have:
My father, as maybe most of you know, published The Quibbler. He disappeared one night, and I was told he had become ill and died of the plague.
This is my secret: my father had two sets of printing plates for his press. The set he used every day was taken by the Ministry when they took charge of my father's things, when they told me I was an orphan and I went to live with the Browns. But he had another set, too, that he hid before the Quibbler was taken over and shut down, and I know where he had buried them.
The Ministry is supposed to have oversight over all printed material, and so it is very illegal to have the paraphernalia to run an unregistered printing press. In fact, I looked up the fines that would be charged to anyone who even knows about those plates, and it would be more than I could earn in several lifetimes. I suppose they don't want people printing things like the Grim Truth, or other things that aren't what the Ministry wants people to think.
So that's why you can trust that I will keep the secrets written under this Lock. And you can see that I know more than most people about the power of the written word.
As for what I can bring to this group, I'm not quite sure, really. Care of Magical Creatures is my best subject. I'm quite good at noticing things. The sorts of things that other people overlook.
And I am quite good at glitter charms, if that's the sort of thing you think might ever be helpful.
I'm Luna Lovegood, and I promise that I will keep what is written here under this Lock a secret. I understand that I'm also supposed to tell you all something that will convince you all of this. I've been thinking about it all afternoon since Fred and George and Ron talked to me, and here is what I have:
My father, as maybe most of you know, published The Quibbler. He disappeared one night, and I was told he had become ill and died of the plague.
This is my secret: my father had two sets of printing plates for his press. The set he used every day was taken by the Ministry when they took charge of my father's things, when they told me I was an orphan and I went to live with the Browns. But he had another set, too, that he hid before the Quibbler was taken over and shut down, and I know where he had buried them.
The Ministry is supposed to have oversight over all printed material, and so it is very illegal to have the paraphernalia to run an unregistered printing press. In fact, I looked up the fines that would be charged to anyone who even knows about those plates, and it would be more than I could earn in several lifetimes. I suppose they don't want people printing things like the Grim Truth, or other things that aren't what the Ministry wants people to think.
So that's why you can trust that I will keep the secrets written under this Lock. And you can see that I know more than most people about the power of the written word.
As for what I can bring to this group, I'm not quite sure, really. Care of Magical Creatures is my best subject. I'm quite good at noticing things. The sorts of things that other people overlook.
And I am quite good at glitter charms, if that's the sort of thing you think might ever be helpful.
