Guess what? They made me write an exam in the cell. A guard even gave me a small lightbulb and what he called a "biros’. I actually currently write this letter with that "biros’ and I must admit that muggles do have a taste for great things. Nothing too aristocratic but at least my sleeve is not covered in ink. Looks like our society is trying to become sort of civilised after all. Anyway, I don't see people much but every time I do they tell me that really soon it will be over.