![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Entry tags:
Private Message to Headmistress McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey
Please, Professor, I know you said that Professor Carrow would be marking our essays even though he's not back in lessons, but I had a question about variations in temperature when transfiguring liquids.
So I went to his office tonight to ask him and I don't think he's at all well. I'm not sure where Miss Professor Carrow was, and I didn't see his mudblood about, either, but I suppose he's not really assigned to the Professor anymore, is he?
Anyway, Professor Carrow answered the door but he seemed very confused. He kept calling me Miss Pencil. And he seemed to think there were flies in the room, but there weren't. The fire was roaring, though, and he was sweaty but saying it was too cold.
Well, I tried to ask my question and he listened at first but then he started shaking. He reached for his flask, you know, the one he always has with him? And he started to bring it up to drink out of it and then he stopped. It was still shaking in his hand. And then he threw it at me and told me to 'Bugger off'. So, er, I did. But I thought someone ought to know.
And I still have that question, but maybe if you don't have time to answer it, Professor, someone in Ravenclaw Corner will know.
So I went to his office tonight to ask him and I don't think he's at all well. I'm not sure where Miss Professor Carrow was, and I didn't see his mudblood about, either, but I suppose he's not really assigned to the Professor anymore, is he?
Anyway, Professor Carrow answered the door but he seemed very confused. He kept calling me Miss Pencil. And he seemed to think there were flies in the room, but there weren't. The fire was roaring, though, and he was sweaty but saying it was too cold.
Well, I tried to ask my question and he listened at first but then he started shaking. He reached for his flask, you know, the one he always has with him? And he started to bring it up to drink out of it and then he stopped. It was still shaking in his hand. And then he threw it at me and told me to 'Bugger off'. So, er, I did. But I thought someone ought to know.
And I still have that question, but maybe if you don't have time to answer it, Professor, someone in Ravenclaw Corner will know.
no subject
I think it may be best, for now, if you leave Professor Carrow to recover and rest.
no subject
no subject
Thank you, Miss Patil.
Order Only
I'd be surprised if that hex is really still affecting him, but I gather it was powerfully laid, so it's possible. One way or the other, it's clearly made a strong impression on him.
He's having withdrawals, of course. And that's making him desperately unpredictable. I think Miss Patil may have been fortunate to have left his rooms with no more than an unsettling view of his condition.
Is there not some way you could ward his rooms against intrusion? Some age-restrictive barrier, perhaps? I wouldn't begin to know how to lay such a thing, myself, but Lestrange or Acton could surely manage it if you'd rather not be the one to do it.