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!
Some people need a little less Salt in their diet.
I think time and time again people look at me and underestimate me and just what I am capable of doing that could destroy their world.
I’m going to be doing something stupid, or at least others think it’s stupid.
You know I often wonder since I got here this year if this is my real life, or is this just fantasy? I mean, I’m a firstie and I feel like I’ve been caught in this landslide of craziness with no escape from the reality. At least it’s fun!
I admit, there’s another who snores so loud next to me… I want to cover them in chocolate frogs or play a sliding whistle to startle them awake at night…
I hate all the couples about! Makes me so mad and I don’t know why.
My puff probably gave a few of the house the flu, but she didn’t mean it!
I’m the one that’s singing in the commons at 6 in the morning. You are welcome my fellow birdies!
I want to start a paint war now. Anyone’s game. Anywhere anyplace. I just need paint.
I keep going to class barefoot because my shoes are going missing.
I hate exams enough I may try to find a snackbox or get the pygmy thing going around.
Why are people saying things about blood lately? I have the pygmy sickness and I’m squeaking. Priorities people.
I don’t have to be sick to like the bogey flavoured beans.
I saw an animagus transform in class! Now I really want to be one. Think they would allow a third year to try?