Though my name comes from the Roman goddess of wisdom, I can't quite tell if I inherited this trait. I know most people tend to believe that I am all-knowing, but I tend to be more critical of myself.
Moments of pure wisdom have come upon me, terrible moments that I was left wondering what they meant. I had an idea of what it would be like to be all-knowing and it terrified me.
For example, knowing that something horrible was going to happen didn't prevent him from dying. My heart aches constantly, no matter what I do. He was such a large part of my life that I don't quite know how to go on without him.
I do know one thing, though. Hogwarts will stay open. It is much too important to bend to such a charlatan's will. I don't know how many students will come back, but we are here for them.
