Dear the un-delightful Owl Post.
Quiet? Perhaps. Uncaught? Certainly.
I followed this Ouroboros before, and I had ideas of whom it may be, although who am I to give you ideas… no no no. It’s more hilarious to watch you run around as want-to-be failed aurors.
Now, I see that Professor Priaulx took a tumble, and I wish to clear the air. It was not I, nor the infamous group T.B.H.S, who took part in this. Perhaps your investigations wish to somehow see it connected, but there would be no sense to out myself, would there?
It had been apparently I, along with the organisation known as T.B.H.S, in the past terrorising your lives. The pathetic lengths you went through to get help, and clearly your beloved professors did not care for your childish whining. So perhaps it is for someone to go after those professors in hope they help themselves?
Perhaps you are inclined to believe me considering my warning about this particular professor two years ago, but as I’ve said before and I will say again, there are many truths to uncover including the one about your precious editor Foxclaw.
If she wishes to find out the truth of her tragic fall, before her graduation, about who it was who attacked her that night… well. Did she not take a similar tumble to the one of Priaulx?
Perhaps whomever this “Ouroboros” may be is taking tips from ME. Maybe it was I who started a new revolution at Hogwarts, and now we see what follows through.
If only you could figure out who I really am, or perhaps the question you should be asking is who I am not.
Middles could not end her last year with solving my riddles.
I congratulate you all on trying so well, yet you failed in every attempt, so whomever this Ouroboros may be, may they live long and damage everything you’ve re-built since the relinquish of Dorchester.
I am always watching.