alt_antonin: (grumpy)
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Writing this quickly, Lyoushka and Narcissa will be here any moment to interview the Calderwood girl with me --

No luck finding Miss Fawcett in the Forest, and Milland says he looked last night until the wee hours as well. In daylight we did find a scrap of a Ravenclaw cloak caught up on some bushes in the area Mr Malfoy said he saw her, but nothing else, and of course the damned forest is full of creatures that leave heavy tracks wherever they go; the trail grew cold shortly thereafter.

We did find patches of blood, but it was not human (squirrel, to be precise) -- so that, at least, is a relief.

I am wishing now I had not been so quick last night to write the disturbance off wholly as student mischief to be encouraged. (Although the student mischief was apparently quite mischievous; the woman's office is entirely unusable, including significant damage done to her Floo.) Milland plans to continue the search this afternoon.

I'll update you and Raz after supper on what we three discover with Miss Calderwood, if anything.

Date: 2013-04-20 06:04 pm (UTC)
alt_sinistra: (considering)
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Thank you, Toshenka, for letting me know.

The poor girl. I don't even know what I want to hope happens there: clearly if she's found it's going to go very badly for her here. (And did you see Madam Pinkness has just written to Mafalda Hopkirk and Barty?) I wish we'd stuck our heads out further as well, but given how much she's fuming today, I don't know that it'd have done much good. (Well, me at least. You are an intimidating class of your own, as always.)

As to tonight - well. I suspect I'd not mind company after, because honestly, I expect Acton and Carpenter to be entirely horrible. Or if you don't mind giving me time to change and you're up for it, a chance to drill some as well as talk. I could stand to work the nerves out of me.

On that note, I heard from a reliable source last night that at least some of our students have figured out that if the purebloods eat less, the halfbloods will get more for supper. I took the liberty of setting your Berry to the problem, and will be helping to fill in the gaps at least a little, though getting food to people without further trouble is going to be a trick.

Right. You have your conversations, and I just got a vistor with a robe problem. Later, Toshenka. I look forward to seeing the full effect.

Date: 2013-04-20 08:48 pm (UTC)
alt_sinistra: (grace in motion)
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That is very good to hear about Barty, really. As to Miss Fawcett, I quite agree that Umbridge should not get her hands on her. I'm glad to do whatever I can to help there. (As I'm sure you expected.)

Rouge, really? I'll be right down with my case of such things in case you discover any other deficiencies in your supplies. Now I've done with my absurd row of buttons. You will, I think, be amused by a specific charm I never expected to actually use: I'd normally consider it entirely too much, but in this case, I wish to make a point.

Moment, Tosha. And after, please. I could use some help settling. And I'm sure we'll both need to vent about our companions for the meal.

Date: 2013-04-21 01:06 am (UTC)
alt_sinistra: (distracted)
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Toshenka -

Watching you was, indeed, deeply amusing, and I'm glad the rouge was useful. I am so very tempted to reply to your comment to Miss Perks, but I am being good and sitting on my hands. (Though not so much I'm not telling you, architect of many of my temptations.)

As I gather Barty is still in the building, I assume you will be otherwise occupied for a while yet. Do remember to tell me any amusing stories you can share, please? After that supper, I could use the cheer. (Though at least Acton wasn't there. Carpenter's not bad on her own, if we can avoid the topics of divination and my eventual wedding entirely.)

That - author, as I refuse to use the title historian for him - was rather ghastly, though. Along with your desires for rhetoric and Latin, I wish we could devise a way to work 'recognising absolute hogwash masquerading as history' into the curriculum, but I suspect that is unlikely.

If you do get free, I'll be up on the tower or in my office for hours yet. Do come up if you want, or let me know and I'll come down. Being in my rooms is entirely too depressing at the moment. (That'd be the downside of this set of robes: I keep remembering the look in Raz's eyes when he met me before the Yule Ball last year.)

Right. Stars. Very soothing, stars.