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Apr. 29th, 2011 07:06 pmWhoever took Ars Potenta out of the library without checking it out should really bring it back. Madame Pince is in fits. It's really old and there are only four existing copies, and just because some traitor wrote about it doesn't mean you can just take it.
Also, Padma, I got permission from Professor Slughorn to have that study session in the potions classroom tomorrow evening after dinner. He says we can have five more people along if we keep it quiet and don't mind him being in his office most of the time. I really need to get my Shrinking Solution in better shape. No idea how, but it's only shrinking things that are blue-coloured. I'm not worried about any of my other courses, though I'll probably end up putting way more time in on them than I should. I can't relax at all unless my notes are properly coded and I've got a good-sized stack of review cards.
I hope they have those lemon cake things at dinner tonight.
Also, Padma, I got permission from Professor Slughorn to have that study session in the potions classroom tomorrow evening after dinner. He says we can have five more people along if we keep it quiet and don't mind him being in his office most of the time. I really need to get my Shrinking Solution in better shape. No idea how, but it's only shrinking things that are blue-coloured. I'm not worried about any of my other courses, though I'll probably end up putting way more time in on them than I should. I can't relax at all unless my notes are properly coded and I've got a good-sized stack of review cards.
I hope they have those lemon cake things at dinner tonight.
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on 2011-05-01 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
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on 2011-05-01 12:12 pm (UTC)Do you know, Preece mentioned that every time one of those Dim Truth thingers comes out, all the Ravenclaws go out of their heads a little, trying to fact-check the whole business?
That what you were about, Moon?
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on 2011-05-01 01:36 pm (UTC)Besides, the only way I know is that I was checking out some books for my Charms essay and Madame Pince was ranting about what she'd do to to whomever stole it, why wasn't the tracking charm working, so on and so forth. I don't want her dying of a rage-induced fit or something. You should've seen her eyes popping.