Rumour Has It is for the sharp tongued among us, and the people who claim to deplore gossip, but secretly read it all the same. Ruffled Feathers are for those who need help and advice.
Confessions are something entirely different. Got something you want off your chest? Need to scream it from the Astronomy Tower but can’t? The Owl Post is here to be your metaphorical Astronomy Tower
Confessions, rumours or Questions can be given to our friendly messenger owl that loiters outside The Great Hall, he takes any messages to The Owl Post, just have a few owl nuts handy!
All creatures of sentience deserve to be free – it is our born right.
It may be that we are the same.
If that little snot says one more word to me, I swear I won’t stop until he’s expelled. I’m so tired of being bullied by him.
I’m pretty sure my best friend officially hates me now. How do I go back and stop myself from saying that?
Why did you have to rush things? I am not in love with you
I’d leave everything behind if you said you loved me
You’re still ugly.
I did it, but not the thing you think I may have done.
I despise Nifflers. Sure, they’re cute. But if I find the one that stole my glasses, I’m going to kill it very very dead. Just dead.
Never take your eyes off them.
What side will you take? Choose wisely, you won’t get a second chance.