{"id":1388829,"date":"2016-04-20T10:00:53","date_gmt":"2016-04-20T14:00:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/community.sparknotes.com\/?p=1388829"},"modified":"2016-04-20T09:28:45","modified_gmt":"2016-04-20T13:28:45","slug":"from-the-diaries-of-minerva-mcgonagall-august-24-1954","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"\/blog\/from-the-diaries-of-minerva-mcgonagall-august-24-1954\/","title":{"rendered":"From the Diaries of Minerva McGonagall: August 24, 1954"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img src=\"https:\/\/img.sparknotes.com\/content\/sparklife\/sparktalk\/minervablue_LargeWide.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/>Dear Diary,<\/p>\n<p>I am on the train to London. I may never see Dougal again\u2014or worse, and more likely, I&#8217;ll see him every time I visit my family.<\/p>\n<p>I keep thinking of his face, when I said I could not marry him. I knocked on his door and I could tell \u00a0he knew, the minute he saw me, but I still had to \u00a0<em>say<\/em> it, I still had to take the ring off my finger, and I still had to put the ring into his hand because he would not take it from mine.<\/p>\n<p>Before I walked to his father&#8217;s farm I wanted to put a charm on the ring, so that he would always stay safe. Then I thought I should put a love charm on the ring, so that whomever he marries will love him as much as I do. But Professor Dumbledore taught us that love charms always fail; love is something bigger than magic, and cannot be controlled by it.<\/p>\n<p>But I gave up love for magic.<\/p>\n<p>The hardest part is that I could not tell him why I had changed my mind. He said &#8220;I knew you didn&#8217;t really want to, I always knew,&#8221; and I wanted to tell him that I was doing this so I did not have to keep the truth of who I was a secret, but of course I could not tell him \u00a0<em>because I have to keep the truth of who I am a secret<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a snake eating its own tail, and here&#8217;s its twin: if I told Dougal that I was going to work for the Ministry of Magic, I&#8217;d lose my job at the Ministry of Magic. So instead I let him think that I was fickle and \u00a0callous \u00a0and then I left for London early. \u00a0I did not tell anyone beside my family I was going, but I have no doubt that when I arrive, someone from the Ministry will be there to meet me. They know everything. They may already know about Dougal and the ring. It will be a relief if I never have to tell them.<\/p>\n<p>Now I must begin my new life, and treat it like the life I always wanted. Which would have been true, before this summer. Which still is true\u2014even though it breaks my heart to think of it.<\/p>\n<p>I hope Dougal will think of me fondly, once his own heartbreak has healed.<\/p>\n<p>Yours faithfully,<\/p>\n<p>Minerva<\/p>\n<p><em>Previously in <a href=\"http:\/\/community.sparknotes.com\/2016\/04\/12\/from-the-diaries-of-minerva-mcgonagall-august-20-1954\" target=\"_blank\">The Diaries of Minerva McGonagall<\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>How likely are you to ever get over the breakup of Dougal and Minerva on a scale of one to pack of centaurs howling in the Forbidden Forest?<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Diary, I am on the train to London. I may never see Dougal again\u2014or worse, and more likely, I&#8217;ll see him every time I visit my family. I keep thinking of his face, when   <a class=\"continue-reading\" href=\"#\"><span class=\"continue-text\">continue reading<\/span><svg class=\"continue-icon\" xmlns=\"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/2000\/svg\" width=\"24\" height=\"24\" alt=\"\">\n    <path fill=\"#007acd\" fill-rule=\"nonzero\" d=\"M13.442 5.558L19.885 12l-6.443 6.442-.884-.884 4.934-4.934L4 12.625v-1.25l13.492-.001-4.934-4.932.884-.884z\"><\/path>\n  <\/svg><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":333,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[7],"tags":[21952,8265,32,21953,424,19845,4425,21332],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1388829"}],"collection":[{"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/333"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1388829"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1388829\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1388829"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1388829"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1388829"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}