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[unfoggingfuture]

Ah...Hogwarts.

Such a large pool of uncleansed, unhappy souls without the Sight. And it sadly a burden on my shoulders that I must save all these innocent beings from their future fates.

The headmaster visited me today. He expects me - a teacher serving him for over twenty years! - to share, SHARE!, (I laugh with the obsurdity of it) my classes

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[clumsyandcool]

Wotcher, Sybil!

What does it mean when you see a rubber duck in your tea leaves? Anything good? I had that this morning!

[unfoggingfuture]

A rubber duck? Are you sure you have the Inner Eye, my dear?

[clumsyandcool]

Well, maybe it wasn't a duck..it could have been a wellington boot now that I think about it.

[unfoggingfuture]

Yes my dear. If it was a duck, it would be devotion. A wellington boot however...

Perhaps you should try a different kind of Divination.

[anya_vendvmagli]

Hello Professor. I do hope your summer went well. I am dreadfully sorry to hear about you having to share classes. I am surprised your fortune telling abilities did not warn you in advance, although I am sure everyone has had a little Inner Eye cataract occasionally.

Hoping to see you back in class soon Professor.

Sincerely, your adoring student,

Morgana O. Vendvmagli

[unfoggingfuture]

The crystal ball did tell me of a disturbance in class this year, but I did not expect this to be the source of it!

Thank you for your concern my dear.

[anya_vendvmagli]

Yes, it is rather disturbing.

Oh no trouble Professor, I do hope the year goes well.

[kel_cat_lover]

Hello, Sybill.

I suppose you'll remember me from my years at Hogwarts. Did you see me coming back to teach?

[unfoggingfuture]

Oh yes, Mr Capewell, or should I say Professor. I remember your aura.

You were a splendid student.

[kel_cat_lover]

Why, thank you. You did teach me rather well. It was your lecture on the divination by rune stones which sealed me into my Ancient Runes Teaching fate.

[unfoggingfuture]

Fate works in mysterious ways, my dear. I read that in your tarot reading. Be glad you are not as unfortunate as those who see the Grim.

[bossy_bookworm]

Firenze.

[unfoggingfuture]

I beg your pardon?

[bossy_bookworm]

Professor, his name is Firenze. He is a centaur and therefore his branch of divination is slightly less precarious than your own.

[unfoggingfuture]

You never were one gifted in the Art, Miss Granger.

Nevertheless, by the 16th of March you will have fixed that little problem of yours that you have worried about endlessly.