1/9/42
Botheration in extremis. The manticore's dead. It ate Professor Barlowe, and then it died.
My brother has neither answered my letter, nor has he appeared here to discuss the terms of his employment.
The de Kernoël boy has disappeared. Jennie can't locate him anywhere; her horary charts all turn up void of course. When Kyteler hears this, he is going to be livid. All Dippet can manage to do is sputter about how Hogwarts' traditions must remain unchanged. Hopefully Miss Magnusson will at least be able to provide us with some sort of information as to how the bind-runes on the boats were circumvented, because I certainly do not believe that any of the students could have damaged them.
A number of my students have been detained by the War Bureau. Marcus Weasley has, after everything that I have done for him and for his family, repaid me by fleeing the country while suspected of treason. Malfoy has finally managed to get the Daily Prophet shut down and even Dion has been taken in.
I have a tremendous headache.
I do hope that M Jeannot remains reliable, as Mr Dashwood has undoubtedly gone to bed and is most certainly not alone.