            "Sit." Culpepper commanded, as they stepped into the woman’s office. Books lined the shelves on each wall, their titles fastidiously ordered and dust-free. Unlike some of the other senior Unspeakables, Culpepper wasn’t a witch with a penchant for creativity and whimsy. Hermione had met the head of the sub-department on Prophecy; the wizard had clutter stuffed into every crevice of his office, and then some.