March 11th, 1981 - We are not amused.

[healers_hands]

What a week.

I wish someone would have mentioned they were experimenting with dangerously high levels of Alihotsy in the DoMLE's coffee machine. If you think I'm feeling a little disgruntled at our adventure, you should see Alastor. It was an awful experience, total loss of control to hysteria and hallucinations and insanity. Utter nightmare

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[future_auror]

I can make tea for the department if you'd like. At least it's not Bloody Evil Paperwork It would give me something less boring to do. My mum says you can always trust tea.

[healers_hands]

Your mum sounds like she has her head screwed on the right way. Maybe I'll ask Mr Crouch for the coffee machine to be replaced with a tea machine.

I think the rest of the Department is still too fond of their coffee, however.

[hoppingkirk]

I don't have the time to chase you away from the Aurors. As soon as you're done with all of the paperwork. Have you seen the new stacks on your desk?

I'm hearing rumors about a Coffee Destruction League headed by the intern, here.

Has Moody calmed down? Last time I heard from him, he was on the brink of a temper tantrum. Not that I blame him.

[healers_hands]

Coffee Destruction League? Well, if that's true, they certainly ruined it for me for the rest of my natural life.

I believe the Healers had stopped threatening to have to restrain him. That's all I know.

[obliviator]

Coatracks. Mmm. What do you think about this one, Mrs. Longbottom? Do you imagine it might appeal to Twist at all? You did work with him for a while, and I'm sure his heart is completely broken since the coatrack in the breakroom was completely decimated.

Seems like that rack would make a very lovely Arabella, particularly with the right charms.

[healers_hands]

It's perfectly fine, I would imagine. I didn't know Mr Twist was a coat-rack man. He never seemed partial to the one in the office while I worked with him.

Are you quite well, Mr Peasgood? Did you perhaps sample the DoMLE coffee as well?

[obliviator]

No, he never seemed it to me, either, but one hears things sometimes. Surprising things even.

I sample the coffee on your floor from time to time since the coffee on the other levels tastes like shite, but I don't think I tasted your batch of special coffee.

I have wondered if perhaps that bludger did more damage than that idiot MacFarlan could correct. Perhaps I should see an expert healer just to make sure everything's quite alright. My arm's still a bit off, as well. And I really shouldn't have had so much to drink the other evening. Yes, I probably should see a healer. When will you return to the Ministry? Or can you recommend someone else?

[healers_hands]

Lucky you. Embarrassing myself and burning down my own level was not on my to-do list for that day, I can assure you.

How long ago did it happen? Bludger incidents are, more often than not, surprisingly serious. You wouldn't really think they were that tough to look at really, but the impact of an airborne Bludger can be horrendous. If you got hit on the head it's my professional opinion that you go find a Healer right now, Mr Peasgood. You should have known better than to trust an unqualified person to heal you and not get checked over afterwards, honestly.

I won't be out for another day or so, go down to the Healers office in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, where you'll find the lovely Miss Wale. Tell her I sent you and I want her to look at you that very second. You can also tell her to lecture you further on the importance of looking after yourself properly.