September 2nd, 1892
Maxwell Beck
Maxwell Beck
Max,
I wanted to let you know that you don’t really have to worry about setting yourself on fire. It’s more so just a foolish mistake that happens to some of the more... eager kids, and Tom wanted me to inform you that it rarely doesn’t happen so don’t let it weigh on your mind. It probably wouldn’t hurt to befriend a book smart kid though. You know, on the off chance you’re unlucky. Not to say you will be! But please just talk to one. More importantly, what house did you end up being placed in? Tom and I were both Slytherins back when we went to Hogwarts.
I’ve sent Mort back with some pumpkin tarts my Mum your Grandmum made. If they don’t make it to you it’s because he’s bitterly eaten them. I know I mentioned it to you before you left, but it’s really important that you don’t leave him caged up. The bastard He was in quite a fit when he flew into my office. Knocked a whole damn bottle off my desk! He’s not above petty revenge, so just try to be less forgetful please…
I’ve sent Mort back with some pumpkin tarts my Mum your Grandmum made. If they don’t make it to you it’s because he’s bitterly eaten them. I know I mentioned it to you before you left, but it’s really important that you don’t leave him caged up. The bastard He was in quite a fit when he flew into my office. Knocked a whole damn bottle off my desk! He’s not above petty revenge, so just try to be less forgetful please…
Barbie Da Becks
[Please feel free to punch, cut, maim, etc. Barbie at your leisure! Death is the only thing off the table. <3]