alt_sinistra: (harried)
Toshenka -

I have just spent two hours with Septima crying on my shoulder. Can you help?

I know I told you that one of her students last year failed near everything but his Arithmancy OWLS. Despite several of us doing everything we could. (And curse it, it was not enough, and Horace still holds it over me that he was right about that.) And they broke his wand, sent him to the camps.

You know she was called in Saturday to help, got shaken out of bed, spent the whole night doing calculations at the Ministry. After, it hit home just how much Thomas Capper could have helped. That he could have done the arithmancy near enough in his head.

This morning, after her class, she went to ask how he was doing. I don’t know why - no, I’m lying. I would look too. And because she’d been so helpful, someone tracked down where he - where he’d been.

He died, in October. Of all the stupid things, he fell, hit his head, and no one noticed for too long. Didn’t wake up the next morning. I don’t think his brother and sister even know.

She’s in a bad way. And she’s - all those what-ifs we talked about recently, losing students. She won’t - can’t - hear me about it. Can you come up as soon as you see this? Bring one of the books I found for her, too? I think she’ll eventually want the distraction.

This is me asking a favour. And not asking about other things. Because I can do the arithmancy on those myself. (She is not her most discreet ever - all the more reason for you to talk to her before anyone else does. For the good of the school.)
alt_sinistra: (considering)
Tosha -

I didn’t want to go into it in company, but you are extremely generous. Exceedingly so. (Was it that obvious just how much I’d been coveting your book trunk?) I cannot bear to say no, even though I know I should.

Thank you, truly (now that I’ve made my formal “It’s far too much” protest.) It will get a great deal of loving use, and it solves more than a few of my worries about managing my library after the wedding. All the little touches are brill - using the zodiac constellations to mark the configurations, and having one set for charts, rather than books. And I’m sure Raz will appreciate not having books and charts strewn over every flat surface, too.

Other things not for general company:
First, do you have an afternoon free for bookshops and the Archetype? I suspect, from the hints I heard, that your time is more committed than mine, and I do not want to step on any toes. (Other than the various social obligations, I’ve one conversation I want to schedule after New Year’s, and some necessary wedding planning, but everything else is flexible.)

Second, at Christmas Day with my family, we did touch on a couple of topics of interest. Less ongoing wrangle with Diane about Defence, for once (probably because Raz was there and she was doing her level best to be welcoming) and more comment on your own field. But now I say it, I’m hard put to describe it, exactly. Distaste, yes. A certain amount of quiet curiousity in places. (Chiron, my brother in law, especially.) And some assumptions, about the implications, that I’m still trying to sort out how to explain.

And finally, I’m glad to say Raz let me set the personal charms on both the pocket watches. (Which I’m telling you, because if there’s a need, it might be useful to you to know. I only wish we’d exchanged them before last Friday.) And it’s a real relief to me to have some way to know if I really should be worried.

Oh. And there’s a bit of the reading you lent me I’ve got a question about, but it can wait if you’re as busy as you still seemed.

- A.
alt_sinistra: (intent)
Tosha -

I sat down to write you with my initial solution (relying on a certain arcane application of arithmancy), and then thought of a different trick, which seems to have worked handily. You may thank my Nashira, when you eventually meet her: she flew two markers out for me to measure from. You may also thank the late sunrise this time of year.

At any rate, I’ve calculations that nearly satisfy my desire for precision, encompassing the broadest useful area without unnecessary excess. Diagrams, calculations, and specifics delivered to your office by house-elf. (And thank you for the distraction, truly.)

The castle and lake are easy. Then past the Quidditch pitch, a sufficient distance into the Forbidden Forest, and finally out past the far walls of Hogsmeade, up to that big pine on the hill overlooking everything. (With a broom, they might get beyond the limits, but one can ask Rolanda to manage that part.)

Also, I’ve kept circling back to Mr Moon’s obsessive detail. Having something of a fondness for that kind of thing, I keep wondering about directing it somewhere less idiotic. I’ve a few wisps of ideas, if you’re still thinking along the same lines.
alt_sinistra: Blonde woman, hair pulled back, leaning her chin on her hand (thinking serious thoughts)
Antosha -

Thinking back over last night, you know, I'm very sorry. That was one of the least coherent explanations I could have managed. Some of what we talked about, over the projections, clearly threw me a bit more than I'd realised.

And of course, we didn't actually get into talking about the meat of some of it: you've the barest bones, now, but not the emotional implications. (I know you can fill in a fair portion of it, of course, but that's not the same as actual discussion.) Kept me thinking, some of last night. (And goodness, realising how much I'd entirely glossed over.)

What I did mean to say, and didn't manage at all (beyond the above), was that if you'd like to pick my brain about any of the students where you're deciding between the theoretical and practical, I'd be glad to help - especially for the fourth and fifth years, I've seen them in YPL settings, and for all those who tried for the CCF, there's all sorts of other metrics and measures. (Some of them far more useful than others, mind.) And I've still got my own personal notes on those, even though I turned all the official ones over to Dolores.

I did think of a couple of other things you might find of use - can I stop by just before supper, or would you rather I send them down with one of the house elves? They include eight and nine of American Witches but also a few of my earlier sample projection stones. And something that might help you feel a touch less of the chill.

A.
alt_sinistra: (enthusiastic)
Congratulations, all our first years, on making it through your first week. I promise, it does get easier to figure out how to manage it all.

Now that I’ve seen how some changes to my schedule have shaken out, I have posted a chart of my office hours in the usual places (my classroom and office doors, and duplicated copies in the house common rooms.)

In short:
- various daytime hours on Monday, Wednesday, Friday when I am not teaching.
- 7 to 9pm on Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday.
- by request at other times.

In the past, I have offered hours - often very relaxed and conversational - on Sunday afternoons. Between changes to the YPL schedule and my own commitments, it makes sense to schedule these week by week. I also expect to be unavailable on most Tuesday afternoons and early evenings and am generally unavailable in the late afternoon. Additions to my regular hours will be announced in class that week, and posted on Mondays.

Advance warning, fifth, sixth, and seventh years, I will be asking you to make some brief (about two hours total) but specific observations and measurements during the Draconids (October 7-8), Orionids (October 20-21), or Leonids (November 16-17). All three include at least one weekend day, and the Draconids are best visible just after sunset, but your actual options will depend on the weather. (Fifth years: we will jointly pick a midnight session to skip in exchange, and I have a thought about evening sessions and bad weather that might please you - we’ll discuss next week.)
alt_sinistra: (inquiring minds)
C -

Quick note, because it's been such a day. (Nothing bad, just first day of classes, and all the accompanying chaos. But they're all off to curfew, and I've a moment to breathe.)

Mostly, would love to see you a week tomorrow for a chat about one thing and another. (The true pleasure of your company, mostly, but some other bits and pieces: a sanity check on a thought I had about the wedding, a little conversation about mutual acquaintances, and so on.) Could you arrange the usual lot at the Archetype at 6, and meet me either before, or we'll shoo everyone off at 8 and have an hour after?

I did notice, just now, this morning's paper (told you it'd been a day) - that notice about Meniscus Fulton. Odd it's not even an obituary, just the notice of death. I admit I'm curious about the circumstances, after our various encounters. If you can't say, that's fine, but, well. You and I've discussed the details of January long since. I won't retread that ground.

To answer the questions you're trying not to ask: no, D hasn't gotten back in touch since that last owl - not even over the note about that horrible story. (Part of why I want to see Gilly and make sure he's at least all right.) Have met our new DA instructor, and find him quite charming. Holidays were good except for the last bit, which you might have guessed. Glad to be back, all in all.
alt_sinistra: (plaintive in the quiet)
I... Let me try and get this into words, because if I go back to Spence like this, it'll be no end of worry to Raz. I will be so very glad when we're back at school. I was up at Pembroke with the Malfoys (and various others) for the weekend. Well, Thursday, after that horrid In The Soup article ran. And because Stint died near enough by, they had to ask everyone where we all were.

We had the usual problem of any good mystery novel plot where we were not able to provide a suitable alibi for all possible persons at all possible times. (But really, who can. Even Raz and I spent time apart.) They did let us all go as planned Monday morning. And today I spent the morning in the Guild library, which was lovely and engaging, even if I did get lost in a totally different topic than I'd intended. Sorry. Trying to be clear here, and failing utterly.

I left there around two, and went to the Archetype. But just as I got outside - those benches in the square, just before you turn, Poppy - who stops me but that Meniscus Fulton. And he had question after question for me. I hate not thinking faster on my feet, and I'm better than I was, but well. Delia Forney was all business-like and straightforward with her questions at Pembroke. This was much like that mess in January, where he - well, it was Fulton then too - where it was clear he was after something else.

He kept trying to probe, and I kept pointing out I'd be glad to come to MLE and do it properly, and surely a park bench was not the best place. I seem to have discovered a backbone sufficient to deter that far, anyway, because after about fifteen minutes, he gave up trying, and went away, less than satisfied.

Then, as I was finally collecting myself enough to flee into the Archetype, Heloise Laverty caught up with me. I've only met her very briefly, but she wanted to ask her own set of questions. Though, thankfully, that involved a more comfortable chair, less late-summer breeze, and a pot of my favourite tisane blend of theirs.

And she was much more careful - she had some specific questions about my trip to Snowdon with you, Poppy, which Fulton never bothered to ask about (tried to keep you out of it as much as I could, Pomona, without being too obvious). And then wondering, rather off-handedly, what Fulton had been asking me. If I hadn't seen Chiron in that same mode when Daedalus snuck Diane's wand away at Christmas two years ago to try it out, I'd not know what I was looking at. And she said no need to come to MLE, and if they did need to talk further they'd arrange it properly.

Right. I feel a little better having written it all out, (and I seem to have acquired a certain amount of good will in an unexpected quarter) and am going to apply myself to a cream tea before I go back to Raz. I'm still hoping we'll be back tomorrow night, but right now, who knows. And I'm going to drop a word in what I hope is the right ear and see what comes of it.
alt_sinistra: (intent)
If you get the chance, take a look at the western horizon after sunset the next night or two. Mars, Saturn, and Spica are in an unusually small equilateral triangle - about six degrees of each other. One thing everyone can enjoy are the colours: the crescent moon was nearly white last night, Saturn has a golden glow, and Mars is more orange than red. Spica herself is blue-white.

Spica, for those who don’t remember, is a particularly well-matched binary star system, and the brightest star in the constellation Virgo. 6th years, we’ll be discussing Spica in September as part of our look at precession. And for those of you who are early morning risers, Venus is particularly lovely in the hours before dawn this week as well.

I finally got a chance to spend the evening at the astronomy guild hall doing some research, and had a chance to catch up with several professional colleagues while we worked. There are some exciting topics under consideration for next summer’s guild-sponsored projects. Several have pieces that would make a good focus for the NEWT year-long research projects, and possibly open up internship opportunities for next summer. For those of you more interested in locational magics, there are a few possibilities there, as well.
alt_sinistra: (watching more than the skies)
I hope the public message conveys what I’m trying for: grace and civility and good will. It’s certainly not how I feel. But I’ve known since they told me on the 6th that there truly was nothing I can do about it. They hedged it around with thanks and pretty words, but it was the clearest possible “Your services are no longer required.” one could imagine.

I - well. I don’t have another fight like this spring in me. And, as Raz has pointed out, some of what they’ve been insisting on including is only going to get worse. More difficult. (I don’t know how much of the discussion you’ve seen about the Muggle management sessions, or some of the other challenges. I did what I could, but I couldn’t prevent their inclusion entirely, as inappropriate as I think it is for 16 year olds.)

I’ve hoped for so long that I could moderate some of the worst of it and that if they replaced me, it would be with someone inclined to balance. Or at least practical good sense. Clearly, I’ve failed entirely on the latter, and I wonder about the former as well.

The oversight board took no chances, either. They made the quite blunt threat that if I were difficult, they’d do their best to ensure Raz and I didn’t get permission. I swear it wouldn’t have changed my choice not to fight but I hate they think it might have. Or that you might.

She insists on a clean split, which gives me the shudders - there are so many details she clearly hasn’t grasped yet. And I hate even more that we’ll have to bear with her at school. She keeps trying to give me advice, and unlike you both, of all the wrong sorts.

And again, apologies for not telling you sooner: they gave me an explicit instruction not to tell anyone. (I told Raz, of course, and I did warn Miss Perks on Thursday so she’d have time to brace herself.) Last thing I’ve not been telling you that needed telling, I promise.
alt_sinistra: (cautious)
Minerva - I'm sorry it's taken this long to follow up, but I realised we really ought to do so.

First, I am sorry we ended up surprising you with it, but we both weren't at all sure what the answer would be, and had no idea Our Lord would ask for your presence. I do know it does complicate things for you, and I'm sorry for that.

But we really should talk, perhaps in person, about the practical implications, as they'll affect some of our choices. We're thinking perhaps a wedding over Easter holidays, which simplifies some things, but does mean we'd want to make a more lasting shift in rooms mid-year. And while I hope you've no undue concern about our behaviour around students, I'd rather talk about that now than have it be a discomfort later.

Beyond that, though, I presume the YPL oversight committee has already been in touch? They've required I not discuss their choices before the public announcement, but at this point, I do not want to be responsible for laying one more surprise at your feet, so if they haven't, I'd rather explain.

I am still tied to Leicester for much of this week, and Raz has commitments for some of the next, but I can get free for an hour or two somewhere here if needed.
alt_sinistra: (delighted)
Narcissa -

Please bear with my incoherence, but this is so odd to write. You’re the first person I’ve told.

Raz proposed last night, and of course I said yes. (He completely surprised me, and is rather smug about that. I’m delighted. And overwhelmed.) We both hope you’ll be pleased.

I’m also well aware that Our Lord’s permission is both essential and not at all certain. I can’t bear to think what happens if

Raz thought he’d wait until after the Freedom Day celebrations are over before asking for time at Court and that makes sense to me. But I’ve no idea what to expect, or if I can do anything to improve our chances or, well. Any of it.

I’d welcome whatever you could offer. Advice. Support. Information. Ways not to fret. Recommended potions for nerves. I need to be out at the CCF site much of the next three weeks, but I’m expecting to sleep at Spence, and to be able to get free for a few hours most days.

I’m also bursting to tell my family and a few friends, but it must be better to wait until we know what Our Lord’s answer is. But I equally don’t want them to find out (or guess) before that, and I’ve no idea how to balance things. (Though I suppose keeping busy will help.)

You were so clear in April and since that you wish me - us - well. And now I’m terrified it’s all going to implode and disappear, and I’d do anything for it not to. I’m so grateful for your advice and friendship so far, and I’m desperate to get the next part right. For Raz, even more than for me.

Aurora
alt_sinistra: (watching more than the skies)
If someone asks me why I’m writing, I’m going to tell them I asked you what the charm you like for blisters is. A couple of people brought new shoes this trip, and are rather feeling it this morning. (The Poole’s Jelly Gums are quite useful, too, thanks.)

But really, it’s more Stint. We’re in the Protector’s Collection this afternoon - nice to have a chance to see it before it fully opens and there’s crowds, really. I’m keeping an eye on my journal because of a conversation with Theo, so I ducked off into an alcove with a bench while they were getting the introductory lecture.

A few minutes ago, Stint came in to the room next to me. He’d been having quite the chat with Umbridge when I’d last seen him, but he came along with Harry, and was asking him all sorts of details about the plans for the rest of his holidays. Was he looking forward to the CCF weeks? He’d heard something about the Malfoy vacation, and was Harry going on that? Were there any other plans? All about the various clubs and organisations and who was going on which thing.

Harry handled him quite well, really, didn’t give much away and finally said that he had to get back to his duties. (To which Stint was all complimentary. Such a reliable young man, attentive to his obligations.)

I just wish I had any idea what he was about. Besides, presumably, making trouble for me, and for you. He’s clearly trying to get some sort of location info, especially after all that business about the maps and timing for the Hambleton day during the CCF programme, but I cannot manage to figure out what. Or why.
alt_sinistra: (distracted)
Poppy -

Thanks again for meeting me Friday. It's such a pleasure to relax with a friend.

I wish I could manage to get away this week, but now that we're traipsing all over New London, it's unlikely. This group is all settled into their rooms, and into the afternoon activities now, though, so at least I've a moment to catch my breath. (And Madam Umbridge did appear this morning, but had a meeting this afternoon, so even she's gone for a bit.)

I don't suppose you've anything else on the Stint front? I've discussed it thoroughly with Raz (for obvious reasons) but anything you might happen to overhear, even just if you see him talking to someone, would be tremendously helpful. I feel like it's all fog and mist, and nothing certain. And it's hard for us to take it further without somewhere to start. "There's this thing, and it's very vague, but I swear he's up to something" seems most unlikely to convince anyone at MLE, especially given the history. I feel foolish saying it even to you, and I know you believe me.

I'm also still holding out hope for an actual vacation at some point, but I admit that's looking harder and harder to manage. How are there so few weeks in the summer?

I hope this week's course treats you a bit better than the previous. And I think Mum may have something to pass along to you, too, next I see her.
alt_sinistra: (considering)
My thanks to all of the examiners and CCF trials students who have helped make a complicated series of activities and challenges go as smoothly as possible. After a great deal of discussion, we are excited to announce the addition of the following students to the CCF programme.

Gareth Archer
Cressida Bode
Christophanus Clarriker
Stratus Cuthbert
Coinneach Donovan
Francois duMaurier
Isolde Inglebee
Hydra Lestrange
Luna Lovegood
Jeremy Jugson
Tristan Preece
Marjoram Montague
Honoria Sandoval
Effluvia Stevens
Darius Warrington
Ginevra Weasley

I’m also delighted to announce that the examiners have agreed that Justin Finch-Fletchley (our most recent addition to Hogwarts) should be placed with the rising 5th years (his own class) for this year’s CCF work.

Congratulations to you all! Students who were selected - along with our rising 5th year CCF members - will be getting additional information next week, once we’ve met to finish the last details of our planning.

For those students who were not selected, our examiners will be providing some additional resources and advice to help you develop your talents in other ways. As always, the CCF programme is but one way to serve the Protectorate, and it was very difficult to make the final decisions.
alt_sinistra: (in charge)
It seems impossible that we’re at the end of the year - so much has happened. I know that many will be sorry to see friends and acquaintances from among our guests go, but I’m sure we’ll all enjoy the feast tonight, before seeing the contingents off tomorrow.

At the same time, I do look forward to the summer activities, and then to what next year might bring. And I’ve had a few questions about the summer.

CCF: 4th and 5th years will be participating the same weeks - July 27th to August 18th. You’ll have separate housing and facilities, and largely separate training, but will be working with the same instructors, and sharing some special activities. More information will be sent home as soon as we’ve finished our committee meetings - you should expect an owl June 27th or 28th with all the details.

Students entering 2nd and 3rd year should find information about your trips waiting when you arrive home.

Well done!

Jun. 12th, 2012 09:41 am
alt_sinistra: black and white image of woman with short blond hair looking out of the image. (Default)
Congratulations to all four champions, for an exciting evening.

Students - if you have a question for me, the journal's the best way to reach me at the moment, as I'll be juggling marking and some other tasks.
alt_sinistra: black and white image of woman with short blond hair looking out of the image. (Default)
It's rather dire in here, all things considered. You might be glad you're out waiting.

In the corner, we have Alecto, who's glowering at the world, and nearly took off the arm of the last person who came within ten feet. Not that anyone particularly wants to be near her.

Froissart's clearly not happy with any of the situation, but of course he can't do much about any of it. And Karkaroff is just looking stoic. (Though a bunch of the Durmstrang boys have started in on what must be traditional toasts, and at least that's mildly entertaining. "To the motherland!" "To the fatherland!" "To friendship!" though they're degenerating into more chaos now.)

I don't suppose your end of things is better than your fears?
alt_sinistra: (wondering)
Poppy -

Have a moment for a question? If you're not caught up from the chaos earlier this week, this can certainly wait.

My sister Tempest asked me about something about those pamphlets from Wizarding Repopulation. I usually toss them as soon as I get them, but I just got the latest round and had a closer look.

Have you seen their The Reality of Contraceptive Charms and Potions: The Risks You May Not Know? It’s not even the worst of the lot on the surface (that title goes to either Enticing Him To Ask: Getting Your Wizard To Propose for sheer manipulative nastiness, or Don't Let Your Time Turner Run Out!: What Every Witch Needs to Know About Her Internal Clock which includes the line “Fellow witches, the future of the Protectorate lies between our hipbones.” and gets worse from there.)

Anyway, Temp’s question was about their recommendations. They imply that longer-acting charms and potions are less safe, may lead to fertility concerns later, and are also less effective. They suggest the calendaring option, or an as needed potion or charm, but avoiding the commercial preparations entirely (While also intimating that most witches don’t have the skills to handle these things reliably themselves.) What options remain - besides pregnancy - is left as an exercise to the bewildered reader.

But Mum’s always told me that calendaring’s far more useful for those trying to conceive than those trying to avoid it, and that the long-acting or daily charms and potions are both more reliable and less likely to be forgotten in the moment. (As she put it, rummaging for a potion or your wand is easy to put off when you’d rather cuddle in a warm bed.) Though, of course the WRO also implies one should talk to the experts (theirs, preferably), rather than trust one’s family.

Any rate: I’m happy enough with my own choice (the Adsimilis Silphion charm), but Temp’s less comfortable with any charm that doesn’t involve food, so I thought I’d check with you for alternatives. I was going to suggest Madame Selene’s Prophylactic Precaution, and I know some people like the Felicitous Ferula one, too.

I can bring the pamphlet by, but it might be a bit - I’m still working through creating exams. (Oddly, the projections should make for much better exams, but they're more complicated to prep.)
alt_sinistra: (watching more than the skies)
Don’t feel you need to answer until you’ve a chance. I caught a tiny bit of it, but what on earth happened?

I was coming back from New London, and ran into Cedric on my way back in - he had quite a few things he wanted to ask about the third task. I’d like to consult with you on a couple, but, well, they can wait.

But then Harry comes running back up just as we were coming in the main door - looking for you and Poppy, he said - and something had clearly happened. But right at that moment, Isolde Inglebee came looking for Poppy, as Adelaide Zimmerman was having hysterics, and I went off to deal with that, once Harry said you were on your way down.

I’m back up the tower now - teaching midnight to one, but if you want company after, just let me know and I'll come down (or make yourself at home in my rooms.)

New London was fine. (Mum sends love, Gilly approves of my taking time to relax, there’s yet another complication with the CCF. You could set a clock by all three. The last's manageable, thankfully.)
alt_sinistra: (at ease)
Are you as swamped with last minute panic over OWLs as I am? I certainly want drink and distraction tonight. And good grief, Capper. A few things, so I don’t forget them later.

First: If you met Victoriana on a Tuesday afternoon in New London, you could use meeting up with me after as an excuse if she tried to drag the conversation out uncomfortably. (And if we had supper somewhere public after, it might also squash any gossip before it starts.)

Do you need ideas on locations? I think Campanella and I have eaten recently at several places near the Ministry that suit a visibly public but actually private conversation that might suit.

Second: I keep coming back to the transcripts from the April YPL meeting. Would you be willing to have a look at them - one bit in particular? Something’s still nagging at me about Stint in there. I’ve got the full transcript, plus my and Felix’s notes on body language and tone of voice.

(Doesn’t have to happen this weekend. But if there is something, I’d want to figure out the next step sooner than later.)

Third: Have any of your friends or relations expressed a desire to entertain you for your birthday? (I am sorry I’ve the YPL thing in the afternoon, but of course when we set the schedule, I had no idea I’d want to be otherwise occupied.) I'd understand if you want a night in New London or elsewhere without me, you know.

But if not, I’ve some plans of my own I’d like to finalise. You deserve a particularly excellent birthday this year, after all.

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