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It's snowing gently outside my windows today, a really lovely sight. It softens the light that comes into the room, making everything seem calmer somehow. If all of winter were like this, it would be tolerable, but I don't have high hopes for that after the stormy autumn we've had.
It's quiet here at the moment, but that will change as soon as those who have gone off to Hogsmeade return needing tummy tonic and headache powder. I expect I'll see at least one who needs a dose of toffee solvent to free his teeth and one or two others who have fallen afoul of joke shop gadgetry. No doubt the largest contingent will be those who have not yet learned their limit for butterbeer. I keep a special book for noting post-Hogsmeade cases, not that it has revealed any surprises; mostly it chronicles remarkable continuity in the history of youthful folly.
At least they've had a beautiful day for enjoying it.
It's quiet here at the moment, but that will change as soon as those who have gone off to Hogsmeade return needing tummy tonic and headache powder. I expect I'll see at least one who needs a dose of toffee solvent to free his teeth and one or two others who have fallen afoul of joke shop gadgetry. No doubt the largest contingent will be those who have not yet learned their limit for butterbeer. I keep a special book for noting post-Hogsmeade cases, not that it has revealed any surprises; mostly it chronicles remarkable continuity in the history of youthful folly.
At least they've had a beautiful day for enjoying it.
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