31st August, afternoon [The DMLE Squad - Hitwizards, trainees and support staff] Mother of fucking Merlin I can't belie I know how you all gossip (yes, Williams, I am especially looking at you) so this mightn't come as a surprise to all of you. But I wanted you boys to hear this from me, and not from the newspaper when I don't front for Monday briefing.
The Wizengamot has made a decision as to the next Minister. It's going to be me.
The decision to accept this position has not been an easy one. The squad has been my life for more than twenty years now, and I have never considered that anyone could aspire to a higher position than leading such a fine body of men and women. I could not be prouder of you all. And I know you will continue to do me proud as we fight - still together, though rather less directly - against the forces that would see the freedoms of wizarding Britain crushed.
They will not prevail.
Higgs will take the briefing in the morning. I will be coming past the office later in the afternoon, but I expect you will be all be working hard when I do.
[Scrim] I swear to Circe, I am holding you responsible for this. However it turns out.
[Tibby] Celebratory dinner at the Park tonight. More sort of a flabberghasted dinner, actually. I'll tell you why when you're here. And your father's going to Tashkent on Tuesday, so you should come down and say your goodbyes.