Bill showed me quite a tidy little spell that Norma Brownmiller and I have been using. The two of us has a stack of parchment. After we write something, we tap the parchment with our wand, saying 'duplio,' and the other person's name, and then the words appear on the other person's corresponding parchment.
We're keeping it to ourselves for now...don't want the regime to realise that there's another system that could be used for surreptitious communication. Except it can't be--not surreptitious, that is, anyway. There's absolutely no security with the spell, unlike with "Order Only"; anyone can read either what is written or duplicated. So we're simply using it to copy work-related reports to each other.
Merlin knows what the camps will be like, once I'm finally allowed in again. I can imagine, of course. The sickness and death rosters, which I have to review each week, paint a very grim picture.
I hate feeling so helpless.
It has been strange that, whenever I go in, I really don't see anyone. Well, other than Bill, of course. I do miss Tonks. I hope we'll get good news about her soon.
I don't miss some of the blokes in my department chuntering on about the epidemic as if, well, now it's real and such a terrible thing! When muggles and muggleborns have already been dying from the sickness for months now. Disgusting.
Order Only
We're keeping it to ourselves for now...don't want the regime to realise that there's another system that could be used for surreptitious communication. Except it can't be--not surreptitious, that is, anyway. There's absolutely no security with the spell, unlike with "Order Only"; anyone can read either what is written or duplicated. So we're simply using it to copy work-related reports to each other.
Merlin knows what the camps will be like, once I'm finally allowed in again. I can imagine, of course. The sickness and death rosters, which I have to review each week, paint a very grim picture.
I hate feeling so helpless.
It has been strange that, whenever I go in, I really don't see anyone. Well, other than Bill, of course. I do miss Tonks. I hope we'll get good news about her soon.
I don't miss some of the blokes in my department chuntering on about the epidemic as if, well, now it's real and such a terrible thing! When muggles and muggleborns have already been dying from the sickness for months now. Disgusting.