The past few days have left you uneasy after losing your valuable journal. Your well written and informative journal. It felt like a part of you disappeared along with it. It wasn’t until the afternoon in the library that you found it. Stashed amongst your favorite book section. Relief washed over you as the realization that you simply forgot it here hit you. As you grabbed it, you opened it with a smile that quickly turned into a frown. On the precious pages were elegant and neat cursive. It would’ve been mistaken for a feminine girl if you hadn’t recognized it. You knew very well whose handwriting this was. And it irked you to see his elegant cursive annotating your… whole journal. Everything was annotated. Shock and disbelief was openly on your expression. The potions master’s handwriting was undeniable.