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[alt_poppy]

After the St Mungo's contingent left me alone, last night was reasonably quiet. Today? Chaos.

This always happens when exams and lessons have finished and the pupils have nothing in particular to occupy them, but it's far worse today than I remember it. The Maze has inspired mayhem. Pranks of sundry sorts and duelling in the corridors--either in imitation of the Champions or in furtherance of disputes about their conduct. (I've had no fewer than seven Durmstrang students in here with hex injuries because it's alleged that Viktor Krum used unsportsmanlike tactics against the Hogwarts champions. And there have been altercations between the French and others, though I cannot tell whether it was the task or the defection that set them off.)

Most spectacularly, someone managed to replicate the fire-breathing dragon illusion and set several of them racing through the corridors. I have been treating the singed and trampled for the past hour and a half, and have only now got through the lot of them. Meanwhile, my reception has filled up with other duellists, plus those with sun poisoning and other ailments attending on various overindulgences.

Which makes me think. Minerva, I would feel very much better if you would check in with me and let me know whether you are in need of my care.

Sirius. It was good to see you.

Kingsley. How goes it with your guest?

Albus. I would appreciate a word at your earliest convenience. Today, that is.

Comments

[alt_kingsley]

Frank's made his own post about the run around we've been having with Ridley. As he mentioned, we'll probably need a medical opinion from you, as soon as you can be spared. I'm concerned over the question of whether her suspicion and paranoia are to be expected, given what she's gone through, and she can recover--or whether MLE permanently scrambled her brains. I couldn't begin to venture a guess, after today's interrogation.

Frank's being a pro about it in front of her, he always is. But when he's out of her sight, it's obvious he wants to put a fist through a wall.

[alt_molly]

Oh, my.

Would it help if I came by tomorrow, Kingsley? To help with Rory? He's such a dear little boy.

[alt_kingsley]

Mm. I think not, Molly. Not to offend. But the fewer new faces right now, the better. Rory's fine with his father, and with Steve.

[alt_molly]

I just wondered whether it might help to have a woman there. It might make her open up a bit more?

[alt_kingsley]

Maybe not. Bellatrix Lestrange is a woman.

[alt_molly]

Oh, dear. I hadn't thought of that.