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... Well, you suppose that that's that. You won't be obliged to board the man, and everything is permitted in the duel save actual demons or dead. Probably won't be a good idea to bring the greeks in, even, with those limitations.
"There are some personal matters I need to attend to. When should I be here for the feast?" you ask. Your first day of tutelage isn't until Monday, but you should probably make some manner of appearance through the castle in the meantime.
Even if it is going to be swarming with children after today.
"The train leaves London at around noon, and so... there have been occasions where the time of arrival isn't expected. Late due to leaves on the line, or a ministry check." Dumbledore says, and you make out a following grumble about 'Dementors near his students...'
He shakes his head.
"Normally, an instructor is present on the train to assist the prefects in keeping all the students in line, but in this case it may be inconvenient to ask of you. As long as you are here before dinner time you should make it to the feast." he says, sprightly. "And I'll have your salary prepared and delivered later today."
Very well, then.
You politely excuse yourself from the conversation and return to your library. Thinking about the greeks, you suppose you should check sooner or later and make sure they aren't causing trouble in the depths of the library...
... those thoughts are interrupted as you notice the spider, cleaning up and getting herself neat.
"Hey!" she says, drawing your attention. "I'm stepping out for a while. I've got plans to go drinking with a couple people."
... She doesn't drink enough here?
"Ah, I can read it on your face." she says, seeming put off by it. "But I've also got to get out of the stacks now and again. I feel like I'm going to smother in old paper if I don't, you know?"
... You don't follow at all. But you suppose you can't do much about it, as long as...
"Relax, relax... I'll be back later. That doctor's probably going to set up hunting squads if I don't show up, anyway." the spider says, retreating from your library.
You sigh a little and settle down. If you're fighting seriously, it's been a while since the last time...
In the end, you spend a period of time reading stories about old duels. The tale of the duel between Myrddin Emrys and Mim the Mad Dame is somewhat compelling and provokes contemplation and ideas...
.... transforming your own form has never really been a strong suit of yours, of course. And frankly, transforming yourself into a disease might be a little outside of your means, even if you polished up on things.
Summoning, of course... and it's the day of wood. There might be something to that. Wasn't there, on the slopes of that mountain...
Well, demons are out of bounds, but you don't always have to be a shrine maiden to call on gods. They just tend to get better, and more predictable, results.
Your thoughts are interrupted by a fairy.
"There's books at your tower!" she says. "And you've got letters!"
You hold out a hand, looking about... the time here means it's about noon there already. You've got a few more hours, it seems, before you need to change into something more formal and authoritative. The letters...
... One is from Alistair, mentioning that he's thinking of renting rooms of his home, and edges around the topics of the cleaning golems and fairy maids that are there. Tedious, but it's at least an important notification.
The other is from a student, the Granger girl, and prattles tiresomely on and on asking about things that will come up in class. If she's that concerned, then she can read the books, as there's no need to bother you about it until the class itself...
You are already beginning to dislike her.
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