[CORTINULA]
Przepraszam. Jestem bardzo pijany. What the fuck is Binns on about now?

Now that term has begun in earnest, I think we ought to remind the local population of our charitable natures, perhaps by providing our new (and ever so illustrious) Head Boy & Girl with a long-overdue opportunity to demonstrate their infinite talents. A day of 'interhouse unity' ought to do the trick -- 'socialist in content, nationalist in character,' if you will. Your role, of course, will be to play the saboteur: I'll talk about peace and love while you steal Gryffindor's Quidditch plans. (The enemy is not fighting this war as per Gryffindor regulations, hm? They'll never see it coming -- granted, it would be rather difficult for Potter to see anything with his head that far up his arse, but Evans ought to know better, the fucking moronic twat.)