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alt_poppyAs you know, there's been more than a little bother here today. At least I can now assure you that both of the injured parties will recover.
I've already spoken with Rolanda, as she's happened to stop in about another matter, but if the two of you wished to come now, you'd be most welcome. I appreciate your staying away while I worked to staunch and stabilise. We're through the worst of it, though, and I believe you might as well speak with them whilst they are still feeling suitably chastened about it all; I believe that all three of those concerned require a dose of stiff discipline from their Heads of House
Pomona, your Odysseus Bobolis is one of the injured lads. It seems he and Russell Cadwallader agreed to test themselves one against the other in abseiling off the south-southwest tower, despite access to its stairs having been blocked for years. I gather they climbed out a top-floor window, scaled the tower itself and thence its spire, their plan being to descend the castle's longest drop. Unfortunately, their ropes tangled and both lost footing. Or one lost footing and fell against the other. And down they went, straight to the bottom of the cliff.
Reports vary on the details.
However--and this is where you come into it, Horace--all concerned agree that it was Maghnus Derrick of Slytherin House who conceived and orchestrated the challenge. To his credit, it was Derrick, along with several others, who summoned me to the scene.
Apparently it's that time of term when sixth years resort to dangerous larks in order to fill their time. But do they really have so little to occupy them academically? I take some satisfaction in thinking that all concerned have, at least, learned a worthwhile empirical lesson: cushioning charms are insufficient protection against such drops.
I've already spoken with Rolanda, as she's happened to stop in about another matter, but if the two of you wished to come now, you'd be most welcome. I appreciate your staying away while I worked to staunch and stabilise. We're through the worst of it, though, and I believe you might as well speak with them whilst they are still feeling suitably chastened about it all; I believe that all three of those concerned require a dose of stiff discipline from their Heads of House
Pomona, your Odysseus Bobolis is one of the injured lads. It seems he and Russell Cadwallader agreed to test themselves one against the other in abseiling off the south-southwest tower, despite access to its stairs having been blocked for years. I gather they climbed out a top-floor window, scaled the tower itself and thence its spire, their plan being to descend the castle's longest drop. Unfortunately, their ropes tangled and both lost footing. Or one lost footing and fell against the other. And down they went, straight to the bottom of the cliff.
Reports vary on the details.
However--and this is where you come into it, Horace--all concerned agree that it was Maghnus Derrick of Slytherin House who conceived and orchestrated the challenge. To his credit, it was Derrick, along with several others, who summoned me to the scene.
Apparently it's that time of term when sixth years resort to dangerous larks in order to fill their time. But do they really have so little to occupy them academically? I take some satisfaction in thinking that all concerned have, at least, learned a worthwhile empirical lesson: cushioning charms are insufficient protection against such drops.