Wearing a warm smile, the roundy-shaped Divination Professor made his way towards the owlery. It had been a while since he'd contacted the Mrs. and he thought it about time he'd do so.
As he reached into his pocket to pull out a rolled parchment letter, a very large tawny owl skooted a bit closer to him in anticipation of delivery. Alas, it only got so close as it spun its' head, having gotten interupted by the prescence of an eagle perched in one of the archways from which the owls would go and come. The two birds exchanged silent, baleful glances that somehow seemed twinged with a bitter life-long (or possibly familial) rivalry.
It was then that Professor Kapoor noted a spelling error on his letter to his wife. He dug into his deep wand pocket and pulled out his wand to perform a charm which would correct it. Oblivious was he to the tussle that had errupted between the owl and the eagle.
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Dear Nandita,
Howarts is back, up and running and the tower is just as I think I remember it. The students are doing remarkably well, and thus far, I am impressed by their resilience in recovering from last years interference from the Ministry. My memory seems to be improving and I have invented all manner of mnemonic devices to assist me in recalling information. Leroy is doing well, and I'm quite sure he is anxious to be back at home. Tell Eliza I said 'hello', and do have her write her old man an owl now and again?
Love,.................................................. .................................................. ....
~Oh-What-In-Merlins'-Buzzcut-Is-My-Head-All-About!??
With the letter corrected, Kapoor turned to the owl, who by that time had chased off the eagle...well, almost completely. There remained from the tussle, a singular and bright shinning eagle feather non-chalantly placed upon the floor of the owlery. Kapoor attached the letter to the owl, who then flew off to deliver it. Watching the flight of the owl for a minute, Kapoor then turned around and headed back to his office.