An animagus figure, as lithe as a snake, appears before you and materialises in human form. A Slytherin student, dressed in robes of emerald elegance, emerges from the shadows of time.
"Salute, travelling spirit! By the secret gates of magic, I thank you for the decisive step you have taken," she breathes.
In a burst of true Slytherin charm, she opens her cloak pocket, which seems as deep as an infinite black hole. Liquorice wands tumble out like live snakes discovering her curiosity. Her hands, however, return with a treasure that has glamour of Horcruxes - a feather as black and white as magic itself.
This quill, like a phoenix feather in the morning light, is the gift of knowledge. "The magical quill," she whispers, "an ally in words as tireless as the whispering leaves in the Forbidden Forest."
A swirl of promise surrounds her as she turns before leaving.
"Float in when the Butterbeer's call reaches you," she calls as her form blurs into the mist of the unknown. With a waving wand that is like a remember me spell, she disappears.
Now, with a touch of magic in your heart, greetings, you daring soul! You are now part of the motley community of witches and wizards. When the stars pale and the fog of questions surrounds you, do not be afraid to touch this feather. She will try to help you.
In this magical community that whispers like the wind through the towers of Hogwarts, you may feel at home. Write to me if you seek words that speak like Veritasium, or simply if you seek friendship in the world of bytes. For you, traveller of the keyboard, the gates of friendship are open.
Enchanting greetings,
Ilvery <3
