Theme # 03: Transfiguration


Professor Dippet would never suspect the Head Boy, the man seated behind the well-polished desk, in his office, knew. Dumbledore frowned, absent-mindedly tapping the surface of his desk with the end of an elegant, eagle-feathered quill. He had no proof, only deep-rooted suspicion - and that, the Transfiguration professor knew, was not good enough. Not where someone such as one of Hogwarts's "best" head boys was concerned.

A chair scraped back, as Professor Dumbledore rose to his feet. Perhaps, he decided, a steaming mug of coffee would take his mind off the troubles of everyday existence.