Dear Umbridge,
(I REFUSE to call you Professor) I was looking so forward to you coming to Hogwarts. A female defence teacher. Then you turned out to be SO mean rotten and nasty it wasn't funny. I so hope your time in prison is horrible and you rot in there until the day of your death. May you never see another shade of pink as long as you live. Now an actual question. Do you regret a thing you have done to land you where you are? Would you do differently if you could?
Furiously,
a mad but still curious Ravenclaw
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Upon reading the address of this letter the author would proceed to bang her head against her bedroom wall repeatedly, dreading the fact that she now would have to deliver said letter to the woman she hated most in the entire world, both normal and magical. With a sigh she would do so and after listening to many pathetic coughs, would leave with a scented pink piece of parchment addressed to the previous letters author.
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Dear a mad but still curious Ravenclaw,
May I ask that you please remember your manners when addressing another human being and may I also remind you that I did my job precisely as I was meant to? Any 'nastiness' or 'meanness' was required in order to discipline a school that had become so unruly, it could no longer continue without intervention by the ministry, a ministry which believed only I to be capable of such a task. My only regret is that I failed to carry out this task efficiently due to the works of a group of persistently aggravating children and an elderly old fool by the name of Dumbledore! –Hem. Hem.- Please refrain from writing to me in future if you cannot keep a civil tone in your letters.
Yours Faithfully,
Former senior undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, Hogwarts high inquisitor and Headmistresses and head of the muggle-born registration commission,
Dolores Jane Umbridge