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[alt_mcgonagall]

New London is positively buzzing these days.

Court yesterday was, of course, a much quicker proceeding than we had thought it might be. A few depositions, one statement (ably given by Lucius)—and it quickly became clear that Madam Umbridge has suffered quite a terrible accident.

Septima Vector is an excellent choice for Headmistress to replace Madam Umbridge. However, I am given to understand that it is a temporary appointment. We shall see what comes of this.

All continues well with me.

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[alt_mcgonagall]

I cannot say it in public, but court was a sham. No one was at all interested in the truth of the matter; the Lord Protector muttered about young Marvolo not travelling down from Hogwarts to explain the situation himself, but only sotto voce. The matter of Marvolo lying to the Dark Lord makes me intensely uncomfortable, but what can anyone do? Only hope that Severus has taught him tricks enough to occlude any truly damning parts of the evening. Only hope that the Dark Lord does not break with tradition and legilimise his son.

Otherwise—I believe that most people were as pleased to see Umbridge go as I was.

As for myself, I have been led to believe that I shall be reinstated at the beginning of next year. Professor Vector shall be competent enough, in the meantime. I know I must seek to return to Hogwarts, and part of me wants to go back there. Nevertheless, another (perhaps larger) part will miss my life in New London and is glad to continue it for the summer. Another part reminds me that my friends in New London are Death Eaters' wives and partisans of a repulsive ideology which I have sworn to destroy.

(I can hardly believe I wrote that last sentence, dramatic as it is, I will merely note that once, I thought my tendency to florid statements came from being constantly surrounded by the teen-aged. I have discovered, in New London, that it is inherent, not the result of setting.)