A little something...
...to whet your curiosity. Below is a written account of the last time I was seen in Hogwarts before my...departure.
Every five questions adds another section to my tale.
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Adonis went up to his office on the first day of Winter break to get some paperwork done, look over a few new plans his moderators had devised, and perhaps relax a little in the quiet that would be left.
When he opened his door, however, it was not to be greeted with an empty office.
Inside, sitting imperiously in one of the more comfortable chairs, was a heavy-set old witch. Adonis only needed a second to recognize the white hair pulled into a bun, lined face, and giant lime-green handbag. The professor fell against the doorframe in surprise.
"Mother," he squeaked.
The old witch stood and, with a stern expression, actually wagged a finger in her tall son's face.
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself, not coming home at all for this last summer, Easter, and Christmas vacations!"
"I've been busy -"
"Busy! Hah! Always the same excuses. Well, it won't work now. I've looked through your desk, and there is nothing that cannot wait through Christmas."
"You looked through my - !"
"Unimportant. As such, you are coming with me right now, and we are going on vacation with the whole family as we should have done last year, and the year before that, and the year before. So come along now. I've already had your things packed and bought you the necessary equipment and it's all loaded up and sent to our campground..."
"Camping? In WINTER?"
"You'll find the season hardly matters where we're headed, dear. Now, spit-spot."
