Here comes one now
Monday, June 26 • Early afternoon
Vera stowed the first two scrolls into her robes and drew out a fresh one.
"If the next two towers are as free of Hagrid's small friends as that one was, we can be done well ahead of tea time."
She'd been uncharacteristically late to begin their rounds; Roger and she weren't quite yet finished with the first flush of celebration and had been ... occupied.
"Although ... did you think the gargoyles overlooking the fifth-floor landing looked unusually plump?"