Private Message to Zach, Megs, and Sue

I don't particularly care for what Cavanaugh has done with the greenhouses. They're all fussy now. I know she's the expert on 'ornamental' gardening, but she likes to pretend growing plants isn't dirty or something. And she's always rearranging things. So they look better, I guess. Which means it's hard to find anything. Next time we go in there, I'll bet you a knut there'll be a topiary. Or she'll have put ribbons on something.

And when she ripped up all of Longbottom's

Good thing she hasn't rearranged our NEWT beds, ey, Zach?

Finch-Fletchley is still pretending like everything's normal. I think he's well gotten the message by now, but he is rather good at being excessively polite. At least we only have to put up with him for a few more months. Then he can bally well share a flat with Weasley, which will no doubt be heaven, as they can both sit up nights sorting out even better ways to kill things.