Remus Lupin : Special Talent For Avoiding The Inevitable

“I have a book for you to read, and I ask you to please take care of it.,” Sly said. “It is one of my grandfather’s books, and the pages are getting old and brittle.” “I also have a special supplement for you to put in your food.”

They brought her down to the station to be questioned. There were two people in this tight, dark, eerie room. The police and Miss strangeworth stared intensely at each other for what felt like hours. It was silence but you could hear Miss Strangeworth crying of fear. The officer began to ask simple questions. He started with the ‘who’ of this investigation. “I am the only one writing these letters” she confesses “But I have a letter on almost everyone in this small town.” The officer asks for how long she has been writing these letters

It's very urgent!" I quickly pace over to the messenger and snatch the letter from his hand. I hastily read over it as my heart races a bit faster. It’s not good news.

The first letter talked about how many people got killed at the mill. From slipping to breaking ribs/ many people got hurt. The children

“I daresay it was an eye-opening introduction, but Minerva will be here any moment, so we’ll wait on her before critiquing your handling of the affair. However, I must confess, countering Severus in front of half the school will ingratiate yourself to Gryffindor, not to mention your three charges.”

In the letter “Rat pours his heart out. He says he loved the guy. He says that the guy was his best friend in the world. They were like soul mates, he say, like twins or something, they had a whole lot in common” (65).

The bold black cursive leaped off the parchment and curved into my thoughts, settling its roots in my brain stem, wriggling its intangible vines into the relative innocence of my former mind. The looming words on the letter read ‘National Service Registration Office’.

In the darkest of shadows, Lupus Mane was scanning a letter that had been secretly disposed in his left overcoat pocket, slightly sticking out so Lupus would notice it.

I still shook, worried of what to find in the next letter. Once I found the strength to finally rip it open, I still dreaded the possibility's of what could be stained on the white sheet.

Ciel carefully opened the letter, reading over its contents. He sighed and tossed the letter into his desk with distaste, more ridiculous tasks that he shouldn't have to manage.

Marlene laughed and gently shut her book, lying it upon the wood table. “Oh? And I really don't see how it's been five years and you still don't understand that Ravenclaws are more than just books. Must you continue to stereotype?”

The junior partner rolled over on Hardwood’s paperwork, until those blue eyes focused upon his once arrogant Boss; now slumped over in his wingback chair. It was the first time McKinley would witness a corpse.

As G explains in the story the actions of D “ The minister decamped; leaving his own letter --one of no importance --upon the table.” D after stealing the letter from the room replace it with a similar paper and similar writing but worthless to the royal lady. Another time D has improvised his falsification deception skills when he hides the letter in his hotel. Dupin describes where he found the letter in what type of quality. “ This last was much soiled and crumpled.”

Dupin goes to D’s hotel room with green spectacles as Dupin explains: “I complained of my weak eyes, and lamented the necessity of the spectacles, under cover of which I cautiously and thoroughly surveyed the apartment, while seemingly intent only upon the conversation of my host” (Poe #). D, being the host Dupin buys enough time to complete his survey and find the location of the letter. Later, Dupin intentionally forgets his snuff box which will give him another opportunity to enter D’s room. And the second time Dupin distracts D to the window there is a man working for Dupin makes gunshot sounds. While D’s attention is outside, Dupin quickly replaces the letter. This form of deception is called Equivocation, where a false appearance is created to deceit someone. The only way that Dupin succeed was that he didn’t expected D to hide that letter which was irregular tactics compared to G’s personal. Dupin rather than telling G where the letter is he himself gets the letter. Then smartly asked G what the reward for the letter is since it was associated with royal family. As soon as G said he would give Fifty thousand francs to whoever finds the letter. At that very moment surprising everyone asks G to write check on Dupin’s name. Hence Dupin capitalized on his work.

“No post on Sundays,” he reminded the cheerfully as he spread marmalade on his newspapers, “no damn letters today-”. Something came whizzing down the