I told them that I was Dumbledore…I think that only about 30% believed me.

Saturday was a hoot. Christ Church, which doesn’t have classes on the weekend, was officially open to the Harry Porter groups. They, as you can see were all over the place. Those of us who were still on campus for the weekend had our lunch moved from the Great Hall to another room. The Great Hall had more pictures taken Saturday than I could even begin to count. And, moving us didn’t really help protect our privacy all that much. As the young tourist left the great hall they passed the rather ornate dinning room where we were seated. They stood at the doors and watched us eat. That, my friends, was more than a little spooky.