Smoke-Novel
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Chapter IV<br />
Sunday, July 14, 1996<br />
"Good evening, John."<br />
"Good evening, Filius. Care for a drink?" He held up the brandy bottle and<br />
gestured to the other bottles with it.<br />
Flitwick smiled, but said, "You know I rarely drink alcohol, John." He hesitated,<br />
and then said, "Still, I suppose that a very weak pastis wouldn't be too<br />
indulgent, and I do need a drink."<br />
Flitwick perched himself on a pouffe while Russell fixed the drink. He handed<br />
Flitwick the glass and sat back onto his padded rocker.<br />
"I do enjoy the aroma of your usual pipe tobacco," Flitwick said approvingly.<br />
"What most wizards smoke reminds me of dry grass and goat dung."<br />
"Latakia is strong," Russell allowed. "I much prefer Cavendish mixtures. Now<br />
that the small talk is out of the way, what did you climb all the way up here to<br />
tell me?"<br />
"Direct as usual," Flitwick admitted. "Tell me, have you talked with Albus at all<br />
this week?"<br />
Russell shook his head. "No, not since last Saturday."<br />
"Was that after he injured his hand?"<br />
"Yes," Russell agreed, "but I can't tell you anything about it, except that it<br />
should improve in function, if not appearance."<br />
"That would have to be a serious curse then," Flitwick said, mostly to himself.<br />
"Albus thought it a necessary risk, and I agree with that. It does account for the<br />
fury of attacks early this week." Dumbledore had shown both his hand and<br />
Slytherin's ring to Snape as Snape had helped the Headmaster to Russell's<br />
office. Voldemort had been outraged that a second piece of his soul was gone,<br />
and had sent his Death Eaters, dementors, and giants all on attacks.<br />
"Then I need ask no more. Minerva and I spoke with Albus at dinner tonight,<br />
and he spoke fairly freely since we were the only ones there tonight. He asked<br />
that we pass his news on to you, since he said you were returning tonight. I<br />
volunteered, since Minerva is still working on letters."