Tea with the boys
Sep. 17th, 2008 09:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_luciusSpent the morning attending our Lord Protector and accompanying Him on an inspection of the camps in Swindon.
Crispin provided copies of the proposed agenda for the Board of Governors' meeting, including that malcontent Quirrell's appeal for his pitiful pension.
Met Narcissa in Hogsmeade and from there took a school carriage up to Hogwarts. After a few minutes' chat with the Headmistress, Draco and Harry arrived. Both looking well, though Draco a bit peaky. Perhaps too many sweets. Still, school agrees with him, as I knew it would. He spoke quite disdainfully about his fellow first-years with unwarranted homesickness.
I delivered Our Lord's greetings to His son, which he received with due respectfulness. Harry of course is still over the moon about the broom, which I gather arrived yestermorn. Wouldn't let us go until he'd shown us the turning action. It's quite impressive, Cuthbert, and Harry's talent for flying is shown to good advantage.
And I detect the hand of Draco's Aunt Bella in their latest jape; reminds me distinctly of the old joke about how one can tell a house elf from a garden gnome. Though I confess I'm slightly more intrigued by their forays into the castle by dead of night ... I suppose that's a natural impulse to mischief, rather like when Ari and I searched for the secret passages in our first year. Still, not so surprising to be gullible and curious, coming up against their first real exposure to Mudbloods. Unlike certain firsties I caught out at night in my days as Prefect, at least they're not quite foolish enough to believe that they need a left-handed wand to open the potions supply cupboard!
Knowing that Narcissa would want some time with Draco, I excused myself and met with the Headmistress. Discussed, briefly, the upcoming Board of Governors' meeting, as well as her opinion of the boys' settling in. Particularly young Marvolo. So many students will undoubtedly wish to ingratiate themselves; Draco has already owled me about some of the less desireable attachments Harry is forming. I share his concerns, but feel confident that their association with him will lead to a better espousal of true, decent Wizarding values.
Fortunately, Professor McGonagall had nothing ill to report. The Mudblood Granger's appearance may be frightful, particularly at mealtimes, but it is certainly true that Minerva's lesson this time shall not be quickly forgot. Interestingly, she seemed unaware of Harry and Draco's misadventure. Doubtless the little urchin and her unsavoury companion saw no need to confess the incident, but we agreed that apart from reminding the young men of Slytherin that the servants ought to be beneath their notice, no further action need be taken. If a little Mudblood-baiting is the worst they get up to, we should have no worries whatsoever. Though I think I'll have a word with Nott Sr about Teddy's disturbing desire for vivisection. Mudbloods are one thing; other students' pets are something entirely different. Unless Nott wishes to keep the castle in owls, toads, and cats to satisfy Teddy's penchant.
After tea, Narcissa wanted to go down to Bath to stop in to a witch's boutique of which she is fond. Left her to it and returned home. May meet Ari later.
Crispin provided copies of the proposed agenda for the Board of Governors' meeting, including that malcontent Quirrell's appeal for his pitiful pension.
Met Narcissa in Hogsmeade and from there took a school carriage up to Hogwarts. After a few minutes' chat with the Headmistress, Draco and Harry arrived. Both looking well, though Draco a bit peaky. Perhaps too many sweets. Still, school agrees with him, as I knew it would. He spoke quite disdainfully about his fellow first-years with unwarranted homesickness.
I delivered Our Lord's greetings to His son, which he received with due respectfulness. Harry of course is still over the moon about the broom, which I gather arrived yestermorn. Wouldn't let us go until he'd shown us the turning action. It's quite impressive, Cuthbert, and Harry's talent for flying is shown to good advantage.
And I detect the hand of Draco's Aunt Bella in their latest jape; reminds me distinctly of the old joke about how one can tell a house elf from a garden gnome. Though I confess I'm slightly more intrigued by their forays into the castle by dead of night ... I suppose that's a natural impulse to mischief, rather like when Ari and I searched for the secret passages in our first year. Still, not so surprising to be gullible and curious, coming up against their first real exposure to Mudbloods. Unlike certain firsties I caught out at night in my days as Prefect, at least they're not quite foolish enough to believe that they need a left-handed wand to open the potions supply cupboard!
Knowing that Narcissa would want some time with Draco, I excused myself and met with the Headmistress. Discussed, briefly, the upcoming Board of Governors' meeting, as well as her opinion of the boys' settling in. Particularly young Marvolo. So many students will undoubtedly wish to ingratiate themselves; Draco has already owled me about some of the less desireable attachments Harry is forming. I share his concerns, but feel confident that their association with him will lead to a better espousal of true, decent Wizarding values.
Fortunately, Professor McGonagall had nothing ill to report. The Mudblood Granger's appearance may be frightful, particularly at mealtimes, but it is certainly true that Minerva's lesson this time shall not be quickly forgot. Interestingly, she seemed unaware of Harry and Draco's misadventure. Doubtless the little urchin and her unsavoury companion saw no need to confess the incident, but we agreed that apart from reminding the young men of Slytherin that the servants ought to be beneath their notice, no further action need be taken. If a little Mudblood-baiting is the worst they get up to, we should have no worries whatsoever. Though I think I'll have a word with Nott Sr about Teddy's disturbing desire for vivisection. Mudbloods are one thing; other students' pets are something entirely different. Unless Nott wishes to keep the castle in owls, toads, and cats to satisfy Teddy's penchant.
After tea, Narcissa wanted to go down to Bath to stop in to a witch's boutique of which she is fond. Left her to it and returned home. May meet Ari later.