We are having a dance here at Hogwarts at the end of next month, as I think Aunt Fortuna probably told you. I think the Headmaster and professors want to distract us from the wars and such.
However, I am in need of dress robes for the event. Rather than having new ones made,
I shall take excellent care of the gown and will ensure that the preservation charms are strong then return it to your care the next morning. I know I am taller than Mother was
My love to you and Grandfather.