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[overgrown_bat]

I have forwarded Mr. Nott's letter to the Headmaster. Usually I would make the decision, but this time, I did not have the patience or time to make such a decision.

Autumn is here. I hear students already saying it's cold.

Cold.

I remember being thrown head-first into snow with a broken wand arm.

That's cold, you dunder-heads.

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[unfoggingfuture]

By the Fates, that wasn't very nice Severus. The cold will bring a large amount of flu and colds this winter; Minerva will lose her voice for at least three days.

You may as well call them shit-heads and be done with it.

[mm_gryffindor]

How lovely of you to be sharing such a thing Sybill.

[unfoggingfuture]

Just preparing you for the inevitable, my dear.

[overgrown_bat]

I can hardly wait.

[mm_gryffindor]

Oh you big girl's blouse.

[overgrown_bat]

Act your age, woman.

[unfoggingfuture]

Well said.