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Several of you have inquired about the kittens in my office: the orange one is Mizar, and the black one is Suha. House points to the first person who can tell me why those names (that didn't hear it from me already.)

They are both quite friendly, but mind your quills if you don’t want them used as toys. In related news, I am currently practiced with ink removal charms, and glad to share the ones I’ve found most effective. Also several that help with more controlled kitten amusement and entertainment.

As usual before exams, I’ve extended my office hours. However, I need to make some firecalls this week in the afternoons. Please knock first if the door’s mostly closed, and it may be a few minutes (not many) before I’m free.

My newts: I’m saving Thursday and Friday for any last questions (your last round of practice theory exams are marked and you can pick them up whenever.) If you don’t come up with anything else, I have more locational magic problems for you, as that seems to be the thing you’re all most worried about.

5th years: for those of you who might be considering the Astronomy NEWT, I’m changing my requirements for continuing in the subject (in favour of more opportunity, rather than less.) We’ll talk more once you’re done with the OWL exams, as the NEWT in Astronomy takes a sharp turn from observation into theory, and it’s rather a different kind of study.

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Mum's the word, dear heart, but I am most delighted for you. And I will be happy to help you along with the seating, though you may want to confirm with Narcissa -- I am not the person to ask for more recent or subtle feuds.

I am glad that Mr Diggory is recovering -- it was a most difficult piece of work, and more than touch and go in a few places. How is his mood? Speaking from experience, a positive outlook can make a world of difference in one's recovery.

Yours,
T (and kitten, who has no manners, and who refuses to accept he does not live here)

Oh, it's not the information I want your help with (though yes, I will be consulting Narcissa for some of that. And Raz has been very clear about helping too, and he knows most of it anyway.) It's figuring out the best options given multiple criteria. (Strategy, not data, as it were.) At least two of the issues are astronomy related, too.

As to Cedric, I'd say remarkably good, but that leaves out something of his native attitude to difficult things. Very patient, very aware it's going to be a long time. Somewhat frustrated with his parents, but loving them anyway. If I say he's a credit to our house, and continues to be, in ways that shame me more often than I like to admit, that rather covers it.

(I have however - having noticed a certain pattern with both Raz and with you in recovery - promised him more distracting gossip next week, when he might desperately want something amusing. Do tell me any good stories I can share, please?)

And really, Tosha. You are larger than the kitten, and you have thumbs. And a wand. If you truly want to find a new home for it, I am certain I have some young cousin or other relative who would like a kitten.

I have tried to remove the little monster repeatedly, but either he can teleport or the elves are sneaking him back in. I woke up this morning with a tail in my mouth and a paw in my ear.

(As to the prospect of removing the beast, cats go where they will, and I would not wish to offend Ubaste by interfering with Her messengers. This does not mean I am prepared to tolerate having my ear chewed on at odd intervals; the little demon has taken to tucking himself in between my collar and my neck.)

Mr Diggory does indeed have a long hard road ahead of him. I will look through my shelves for books of suitable interest (and suitable light-heartedness) and place self-reading charms on them. You are correct that the worst danger to one's recovery is when one begins to feel slightly better: the temptation to push too quickly is nigh-irresistable.

Yours, T (and furry collar)

I admit that the paw in the ear is a little unsettling. (Also the single claw pinprick when one is not adequately paying attention.) Though my mother tells me that if one trains them to sit on one's shoulder's and stay put, they make a lovely block against cold in the winter. (How one does this, she did not share: we've always been a dog family.)

Mine, at least, are still quite convinced that anywhere lower in the castle than my rooms is swarmed with disturbing things. (They are actually right: did you see the sixth years this evening? Someone should have warned you they're prone to pranks at this time of year, really. I did not stop to ask on my way in since they weren't actually in the midst, but there were signs of facepaint charms and bizarrely shaped objects.)

On Cedric, yes, rather. And I'm sure he'd appreciate that. Reading is apparently a bit better than writing, but still difficult - the room was being kept quite dim. I had a thought about hunting up a smallish music player, too, that wouldn't be too much to manage.

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