November 25th
Well, this is it. I'm heading home soon. For the first time since my arrival, I'm going home.
I'm all nerves, right now. Excited and scared, both. I'm not allowed to talk about magic to my parents at all, for whatever reason. Upholding the masquerade is important, I know, but they aren't very clear on why. Maybe those born into a magical household would know better.
It shouldn't be too hard to keep from talking about it. Just skim over the lessons exactly, focus more on the pacing, how much I'm learning, the people I meet...

Minnie came by to say that Professor Grabiner thought I did well – since she didn't think he'd deliver the message himself.
It was really sweet of her – not least because I know he actually did notice my actions beyond 'didn't pay attention to time and nearly toppled over onto a display of candles'.
I'm liking Minnie more than I thought I would. She's genuinely helpful, and her popularity seems well-earned.
Well, here goes. The next entry I write will be from home!

-Illia