seven
The sudden abundance of random clamor and chaos occurring in the wizard world over the past week has made me somewhat envious. I've yet to witness an act anymore tumultuous than my younger siblings having a row, which is hardly poignant or entertaining, over the remaining cauldron cakes. Fortunately, they both will be returning to Hogwarts after today and the raucous sounds of their loud inane arguments over a shared washroom will cease. Their impending absence will do little to alleviate my boredom, however. A manor emptied of its inhabitants is nothing more than a dull creaky forest of rooms with house elves and family ghosts. It is an obnoxiously tame and stagnant existence when you alone occupy the manor's upper floors. I believe I need to find a few worthy and tolerable house guests to correct this loathsome imbalance.