17 June, 1888
Dearest Tuni,When the fog invaded Irvingly, I could hardly imagine that it would traverse through the forests and envelope Hogsmeade as well! Are you still at home? Safe, I presume?
I cannot put into words the amount of stress it's put on my fragile nerves; Mr. Diggory can hardly placate me with with the lack of visibility in the area—and no magic, too!
With love,
Cousin Dolly
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