Dumbledore had lent me the perfect opportunity.
He could not have known that I had been planning for some months to get a ministry official into the school and his constant lack of a DADA teacher proved just the thing. It took me many long hours searching through my staff, trying to find the suitable candidate, one who didn't align themselves with that bumbling old fool.
Only when I stumbled across Dolores did I find the perfect fit.
Dolores agreed with me and with the Daily Prophet. Harry Potter was a problem. Dumbledore's methods at Hogwarts were simply not to be allowed anymore. Voldemort had not returned.
How could anyone believe such codswallop anyhow? There was no obvious proof otherwise. It was simply the delusional tales of a sick boy and an old opponent trying to knock me off my pedestal, the pedestal that I so rightly earned.
That was Dolores' opinion anyhow and I found myself agreeing with her. She felt that Dumbledore had to go and as long as I had her at Hogwarts as correspondent we had only to wait. Dumbledore would slip again, surely and then we could have him out and with any luck Harry Potter would slip up too.
That boy was an absolute menace.
Dolores, no doubt, promised to keep an especially close eye on him.
She was the shining example of an employee, willing to sacrifice her own spare time to the cause. She was always prompt, efficient and just. She had a clever way of seeing things that most ministry officials did not and if someone was guilty feigning innocence she routed the guilt right out of them.
She was the perfect agent for Dumbledore's downfall.