Friday, Nov. 14th - afternoon (open to Hagrid)
Albus sat back in his chair with a small sigh. The small informal gathering of the Wizengamot had evolved into a fully fledged meeting before you could say Fizzing Wizbee. And now he was hopelessly behind on his correspondance and he had an appointment with Hagrid. He decided to wait with the mail until tonight, that would be early enough. He would allow himself that small break and just enjoy Hagrid's company while they discussed the TA position.
Tea was ready and the elves had brought a platter with selected treats. Of course he had organised a large mug for Hagrid. Fooling around with a small tea-cup seemed senseless and a mug would hold more than just one mouthful.
Otherwise his desk was clear. The large stack of mail was in the drawer, slightly smaller now that he had shrunk it, but not by much. It would be an entertaining evening. Maybe he should ask Minerva if she would care to help him? They could share some of her fine brandy then. He felt he could need a small glass to warm himself up.
But for now, he would settle for the warm tea and one of those especially delicious looking confections.
Tea was ready and the elves had brought a platter with selected treats. Of course he had organised a large mug for Hagrid. Fooling around with a small tea-cup seemed senseless and a mug would hold more than just one mouthful.
Otherwise his desk was clear. The large stack of mail was in the drawer, slightly smaller now that he had shrunk it, but not by much. It would be an entertaining evening. Maybe he should ask Minerva if she would care to help him? They could share some of her fine brandy then. He felt he could need a small glass to warm himself up.
But for now, he would settle for the warm tea and one of those especially delicious looking confections.