Late Saturday Evening
What an exhausting day. The train trip took all
day, and the concessions cart had nothing but sweets and that dreadful Pumpkin Juice. As much pumpkin as they drink, and eat, it’s a wonder that Oshun hasn’t turned her back entirely on wizarding society. She obviously hasn’t though, or there would be no children at all to teach.
Fairly nice young Men and Women, from what I have seen so far. The older students were, apparently allowed to visit the town today, and several were on hand to welcome me, and help load my baggage onto the carriage. They seemed a bit surprised when I sent the carriage ahead to the school and asked if I might walk with them back with them. Honestly, I was still so motion sick from the trip that I couldn’t stand to get onto another lurching, swaying, bouncing conveyance.
the fresh air.
They were kind enough to tell me a bit about the town, and the school as we walked. It seems to be a truly fascinating place. One girl told me that the woods near the school contain a colony of centaurs- she went on about it for quite some time- she seems quite intent on studying the centaurs, and I believe she wants me to act as ‘advisor’ for her study. We shall see. It would be rather presumptuous of me to start any such study too soon after my arrival, even if the centaur theories on synchronicity between various divination formsare indeed fascinating.
I was, as I predicted, given quarters and classroom space in the Dungeons. Most of the divination equipment is still up in some tower, which I shall have to find, and have moved. All my own things seem to have arrived without problems, and I have unpacked enough to be comfortable tonight.
I think I shall go have a chat with the house elves before I sleep. Current Mood: tired