Dumbledore won't be happy about this. I've been avoiding my duties as watchdog and have instead been supervising the erection construction of the bonfire. I doubt the little cretins will kill anything. And, really, it's not like I'm the only responsible adult at the school. But really. This costume is RIDICULOUS.
Of course my duplicate thinks the situation is hilarious. He looked like he was going have a heart attack laughing when he saw what I was dressing in.
I had been intending to let him attend the ball before that little incident. I assure you that the look quickly left his face when I locked him in my office for the duration of the night. And I feel no pity at all for the little bastard.
I should probably leave the dungeons and begin chaperoning the students. Perhaps coming back down here to vent my frustrations and have a drink or three wasn't the best idea... What if they impregnate each other?
What was that sound....? It sounded remarkably like someone entering my rooms....
I'm off to investigate. And then off to chaperoning. Ugh.