09 September, 1888
Dearest Jemima,
Oh dear, Professor Ellsworth is up to his old tricks again, I see. He is awful good at that. One year he skipped over explaining what the spell was even for and just told us to cast it and see what happened. When one of us finally got it right, it sent up a shower of sparks into the classroom. Several of us got singed eyebrows!
I do remember what it was like when the first years started at Hogwarts, for the first several months all they could do was loudly exclaim how magical the place was and how this hallway led to that unusual painting. And if I do recall, you were the same way. Yes, I said it, you were once an annoying first year, but we loved you anyways.
I managed my grades the same way you are, I'm sure. Studying for hours. It did help that I had a direct passion for what I was learning since it got me here to St. Mungo's. Work is well, I am forever learning new things. You would think as a full healer I would know what there is to know about healing magical artifacts induced wounds, but those who are more advanced than I am still must teach me things almost every day.
I got a new hat since you left-- this one has a bird on top that is so magically real you can almost feel its heartbeat! It coos and everything. I cannot wait to show it to you. Do well in your studies, Jem, otherwise I'll not get to show it to you!
Love always, Zippy