Post by Tamis Raynor on Apr 9, 2007 19:25:11 GMT -5
Unusual. Highly unusual. The door the the Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom was not welcomingly open to the second year students as it usually was. It was barred shut and locked to boot. Had the Professor forgotten there was class? Well now, one should have know better than that. A note clung to the door's panels, written in the Professor's flowy, neat script. However, it was so tiny that is was almost impossible to read it:
Second Years,
Thank you,
Professor Raynor
(( Font is Edwardian, if your computer doesn't show it, that is why the message text looks huge.
Pretend it's small in that case. Click the 'Lake' test in the letter to be redirected.))
Second Years,
Class will be held down at the Lake in lieu of today's subject material. Please report to the Lake before the second bell. You are still expected to arrive on time.
Thank you,
Professor Raynor
(( Font is Edwardian, if your computer doesn't show it, that is why the message text looks huge.
Pretend it's small in that case. Click the 'Lake' test in the letter to be redirected.))