Order Only: Private Message to Juniors

Hullo, all,

I say, first day back. How was it for everyone? Have any of you younger lot had the new professors already?

I've met Professor Glozeman, what, just a few minutes ago. He came to see Headmaster Dolohov without an appointment but we thought perhaps some of that might happen, so I offered to announce him directly. He peered at me and said, 'You're the one who duelled the Headmaster last week. The French transplant.' I said yes, apart from being very much British, not French. He shrugged that away, what, as if it made no difference to him what I claimed. Then he said, 'Had a look at last year's standings. You were top of the class, too.' I said yes, alongside you, Sally-Anne. (I say, you can probably guess that he shrugged again.) 'Well, nonetheless, I hear we expect great things from you, young man.' Then he leaned in, smiling, what, and added, 'I look forward to seeing what you're capable of.'

I say, he sounded pleasant enough. But something about his eyes seemed jolly well calculating. Even for a Councilwizard, what.

Ron, if he makes any similar overture to you, let me know. I'll feel easier if it's just his way of sizing up his possible future comrades.

-Justin