October 1, 1922
Dear Mum,
I'm settling in well, making friends and figuring out this magic stuff. It's not all dark and weird. Most of it is pretty tame! Yesterday I learned how to make light illuminate from the tip of my wand. It'll come in handy on those nights when the sheep get loose from the barn. Professor Barlowe did say I can't use magic outside of school until I'm of age though, and since we don't want me expelled, I guess it won't be very useful until then.
Sorry I got your hopes up.
I'm involved in everything. I'm set to become the best Ravenclaw - that's the house I belong to - Hogwarts has ever seen. I know you and Dad would be proud. Is Dad keeping a good eye on Chloe? Tell him he needs to. Cal's horrible with her. I don't know if it's the way he smells, or what, but she can't stand him. You've probably figured that out though if Cal tried to handle her. She headbutts him.
Oh, also there's this strange girl in my house. She wears gloves and just stares at me like she's waiting for my head to explode. I've figured out she's part of a mafia family, and she's plotting my death.
Don't worry though. I have it on good authority she'll preserve my body for as long as it intrigues her. See if you can get it back from her though, okay? I don't want to be buried in Scotland.
Love, Avery
