Since graduation Vera had been hard at work learning the intricacies of Magical Law. Other than the occasional bouts of nostalgia she hardly ever thought about her alma mater. This morning though she had woken with a yearning for simpler days. Days that did not involve learning the 1962 Statute of Secrecy and the long essay that would come with it.
As she had gotten dressed for service, the young woman had gotten an idea. Perhaps a little visit to Hogsmead's charming little parish of St Adomnán would soothe her longing. While it would not quite be a visit of the old school grounds she would at least be able to see the castle and perhaps, if lucky, a few of her old professors.
She had left her flat a little early and had apparated in Hogsmead. Smiling at the sight of the snow buried roofs and the tall castle in the background she strolled for a few minutes before she finally went to her intended destination. The church was small, but quaint, its bells were ringing to announce the imminent start of worship. She chose a seat at the back as if not to disturb the habitual parishioners.