It is well past Winter Solstice here in the Northern Hemisphere and today it was 70° F! It is not right and though no one can put a finger on it, all know it does not bode well. Owls jumped back and forth between perches in the Owlery; a rank odor rolled through the halls downwind of the first year's potions class; and my robes are hot and scratchy. So
I called Mum and
she called the Head Mistress and
she called the Prefect and
I got permission to go into town for the afternoon!
Ran into
Bella Shackleford at Madam Malkin's. I was looking at the Whopperwear temperature-adjusting robe and she was there with her dad. Bella and I picked out robes. Then Mr. Shackleford went over to Flourish & Blotts to pick up Bellas books, we darted over to Scribbulus Everchanging Inks to pick up quills, ink and parchment.
We stopped in Beanswallows and had a Broomaide 2000 sports drink. This weather is so unseasonable... and concerning.
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