I know little more than you do, Sirius. I was at the Sanctuary over the weekend--a very quick trip as it happened--so I missed the weekend papers. I understand they were packed with excited copy about the magnificent news, but I gather they were also quite short on details.
For starters, no one seems to know where they are going to have it. I heard some speculation about the Isle of Man, but I can tell you that unless the Ministry made the site unplottable, our friends on that small island have no knowledge of the business. And nor do they seem to have noticed the trip between any of the places they regularly visit having got suddenly shorter, which would be the case if a chunk of the island had suddenly gone uplottable. At any rate, they didn't mention anything so obviously suspicious having taken place.
My own tickets to the event caught up with me only this morning in Deptford. I seem to have set the owl a merry chase, and she was none too pleased about it when she found me. I'm hoping my brief disappearance will not have been otherwise noticed.
As for whether everyone is to go, apparently so. I have no idea how they plan to deal with the camps; I dread to think, in fact. For myself, it's a damned inconvenience. I'm due to begin a perfectly miserable official inventory and facilities evaluation under the watchful eyes of a joint team from St M's and the Ministry. That begins Thursday and continues right through Sunday, and then they expect me to be a good citizen and go along to the Quidditch? With students arriving at the school a mere three days after that?
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Date: 2011-08-23 02:39 am (UTC)For starters, no one seems to know where they are going to have it. I heard some speculation about the Isle of Man, but I can tell you that unless the Ministry made the site unplottable, our friends on that small island have no knowledge of the business. And nor do they seem to have noticed the trip between any of the places they regularly visit having got suddenly shorter, which would be the case if a chunk of the island had suddenly gone uplottable. At any rate, they didn't mention anything so obviously suspicious having taken place.
My own tickets to the event caught up with me only this morning in Deptford. I seem to have set the owl a merry chase, and she was none too pleased about it when she found me. I'm hoping my brief disappearance will not have been otherwise noticed.
As for whether everyone is to go, apparently so. I have no idea how they plan to deal with the camps; I dread to think, in fact. For myself, it's a damned inconvenience. I'm due to begin a perfectly miserable official inventory and facilities evaluation under the watchful eyes of a joint team from St M's and the Ministry. That begins Thursday and continues right through Sunday, and then they expect me to be a good citizen and go along to the Quidditch? With students arriving at the school a mere three days after that?