17 August 1980 [Warded Private to Self] Well, this wand seems to be working well enough for me. Though when in Merlin’s name did Albus get a secondary wand? I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. He’d hardly be the first wizard to possess a back-up. It is odd that he chose to use his back-up over the one he’s had since he was boy. And such a strange wand too. It’s made of elder wood, that much I can tell from just looking at it and it’s old. Strange that he’d pick a second-hand wand for his back-up. Ah! Unless it’s the wand that belonged to Gellert? That... would actually make some sense, the old lovestruck fool. Still strange that he’d use that wand over his own.
Nevermind. I have bigger things to worry about than what wand Albus was using. His original wand works well enough for me and that’s all I really need to know. Still I might keep that other wand around now that I’ve gotten curious about it. There might be something about it in some of his copious notes. Should only take me a decade or two to get through them. Damn magpie of a man.
It’s a relief to be out of the rehab centre though I’m not sure I really wanted to be back here. This was always Albus’ place, not mine. Still not exactly my choice and Merlin knows it’s safe. Still might get Rhisiart to set up Ariana’s portrait in the basement of the pub. Or maybe the attic. Wouldn’t mind getting back in to see what kind of mess has been made of the place. Might be wiser to leave for the moment though. Don’t think Alastor would appreciate me disappearing at random times right now. Don’t blame him. [/Ward]
[Warded to Alastor Moody & Frank & Alice Longbottom] Well, I seem to be back in sound mind. Great Merlin, I do dislike taking potions of any sort, least of whatever concoction they were forcing on me there. I can assure you that I am me, in all particulars. Travers never really did have much of a go at me. I think he was a bit hesitant. Had me doped to the gills at the start, though that wasn’t entirely his fault. I suppose he wasn’t to know that I have abnormal reactions to the more common calmative potions. I was high as a kite the first time he spoke to me. Looking back on it, it was highly entertaining. I think I was trying to braid my beard.
But anyway, onto less amusing things. Anything I ought to know about that’s gone on in my absence? [/Ward]
[Warded to Severus] Well, son, I’m out, de-potioned and in my right mind again. Assuming you ascribe to the theory that I was ever in my right mind in the first place. I have to say that I rather dislike Gaius Travers and his little den of iniquity though I have a feeling I drove him slightly round the bend. But that’s his fault for not checking for adverse reactions to potions.
So how are you and is there anything I ought to know about? [/Ward]
[Warded to Tabitha MacFusty] How are you feeling, my dear?
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[Warded to Doris] Thank you for your timely rescue, my dear. It was very much appreciated.
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[Warded to the Order] Thank you all for the rescue. I was getting quite bored in that wretched place... when I wasn’t doped to the gills that was. Travers is a terrible host – the room was too small, the bed too hard, the potions mind-altering and the food was terrible. I don’t recommend it as a holiday destination at all.
Glad to be back amongst you all. [/Ward]
Apparently I'm dead, killed by terrorists who were attacking the rehabilitation centre. Strange. I feel oddly healthy for a dead man.