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Autumn still seems far away, and most students haven't given a thought to the upcoming school year. Minerva McGonagall does not have that privilege. She has spent all summer preparing for the students' (noisy) return to Hogwarts. Lesson plans, prefects, and class lists need to be worked out.
Albus has promised to tell her who the new D.A. teacher will be, and she glances at the window periodically, alternatively hoping that he will and will not remember.
A single brown owl flies towards her with the very answer she dreads.
Remus Lupin
For the first time all summer, she smiles.