It's always interesting to read these journals to see what nefarious adventures my students and ex-students are out doing these days. I tend to feel less guilty about the marks I've given for their papers, though I'm told it's a part of becoming a better professor ( Read more... )

They're dead

The ministry is all jumbled right now, and it took extra time to get the letter out. They're very sorry for the mix up. not that it changed anything.

Mum and Dad are dead.

Can someone please come up here and help?

James is in the Common Room absolutely raving and I can't calm him down and he won't tell me what's wrong!

I'm needed in London.

If I'm not back by monday, someone cover my lessons.

BLOODY STUPID GIT!!!

Last night I stayed up later than I meant to, writing a letter for my mother. She becomes fidgety when she doesn't hear from me in a while, convinced that she's lost her son to the sins of modern society ( Read more... )

Narcissa dearest, I hope you're able to clear any previous engagements you had this evening in order to accomodate your husband. Dinner at eight in the meeting room adjacent to my study. Casual dress, if you wish; for once, it's dinner for two ( Read more... )

I had a delightful tea with some of my former colleagues today. It certainly looks as if my calculations are spot on this time, although I can't say that I'm happy with what I've learned. One of them even suggested that, with the accuracy of my latest chart, I could try talking my way back in - goodness knows how I did that the first time, at any ( Read more... )

WHAT DO WE NEED FOR THE IDEA?

I mean, it's not like we've got everything, right?

OI HULLO HULLO SCHOOL HULLO WHERE'VE WE GOTTEN TO THEN? PRONGS WORMTAIL HULLO
MOOOOONY