William Davis
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When Harry returned to the common room, the students were almost gone, and he spotted Ron and Hermione who were still there, and went over to them. Ron was staring at the box in his lap with a shocked expression on his face, and when Harry was about to speak, Hermione suddenly slammed her risen book on the table with a loud thud. “Ro-uh, what’s wrong with you, Hermione?” “Terrible! It’s the first time I’ve ever experienced this feeling, it’s like my whole being is out of control.”…-
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“Happy birthday, Ron.” The next day Harry woke up with a yawn, and subconsciously closed his mouth halfway through it, alertly sensing the mandrake leaf in his mouth with his tongue. He looked around the dormitory; Seamus and Dean had gone out and Neville was not there, which he found odd, but then it occurred to him that Neville was going to Professor McGonagall’s office this morning to receive guidance on Animagus. “With pleasure, with pleasure.” At that moment, Ron said in a daze, stepping…
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Outside the Forbidden Forest, Felix, Professor McGonagall, and several students looked at each other through the thick curtain of rain. They held their wands up, and from the tips of their wands a thin stream of air poured out, forming a vague umbrella-shaped layer of air above their heads to keep the rain out. The few people present tried to control themselves from looking at Professor Hap or giving any odd expressions. Because it was not the professor himself who was holding up his wand, but a Niffler.…
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In the quiet night, Felix walked briskly on his feet, followed by a line of crooked wizards, their jaws jingling to and fro as if they were playing some odd rhythm. The group turned into an alleyway, the shops on either side were closed, only the dirty windows of the Hog’s Head Inn remained dimly lit, the door opened and a bushy grey-haired and bearded Aberforth came out to take out the rubbish and couldn’t help but open his mouth in surprise at the scene. “Good evening.” Felix greeted calmly,…
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The mood in the Inn suddenly changed and Felix saw two men reach into their pockets, and he acted as if nothing had happened, then the man sitting opposite cleared his throat and a few sneaky hands repositioned themselves on the table. “Mr. Hap, I assure you there will be no fighting tonight. We’ve come for peace.” “It doesn’t look like that,” Felix inclined his head slightly, “at least Madam Rosmerta wouldn’t agree.” At the moment, the lady owner of the inn is staying quietly behind…
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“That’s not mine, I just borrowed it temporarily.” Harry said after hesitating a moment, “I had returned it to Headmaster Dumbledore last night.” “Returned it to Dumbledore last-” Grindelwald looked at Harry in bewilderment, “You mean it was originally his?” “Yes, Professor.” Harry said stiffly. “Why did Dumbledore lend it to you?” “I think it’s because, er, because I have a bit of a health problem and that ring would help me with that. But I don’t need it now.”…
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On the outskirts of the village of Hogsmeade, a group of people bathed in the silvery moonlight shed by the full moon. Felix looked at the werewolves, with a piece of parchment in his hand, and scribbled on it. Two of the fourteen had already completed their full werewolf transformation and currently had collapsed on the ground breathing heavily. Although two of them had turned into werewolves at the moment, their eyes remained lucid, as they had been taking wolfsbane potions consistently for the past…
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In the circular room of the Headmaster’s office. Dumbledore was sitting in a chair behind a long-legged desk and examining a wand with his head down. He looked a little tired, especially from Harry’s angle, and the wrinkles on his face looked as obvious as the brown eggshells left on a hard-boiled egg. “Good evening, sir.” Harry broke the silence. “Ah, good evening, Harry.” Dumbledore looked up from under his half-moon spectacles – which made the wrinkles on his forehead even more…
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On the last weekend of February, in the Ancient Rune office, the owl delivered that day’s Daily Prophet. Felix spread out the newspaper and read the foreign news headlines on page six, ‘Squib group storms Woolworth Building after Magical Congress of the United States of America announced a temporary hold on the introduction of exclusive wands’. He read it carefully and realized that the journalist didn’t even know as much as he did. The living conditions of wizards in the magical world of the…
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A rush of dizziness … The room twisted and distorted and Harry seemed to catch a glimpse of Voldemort smiling at him, it was definitely a hallucination and the next thing he saw was the chandelier on the ceiling of the hospital wing and the white walls of the ward. “Harry.” Ginny lunged up excitedly but was pulled back by Ron, “Don’t touch him.” “Oh yea,” Ginny said, “let’s quickly inform Madam Pomfrey-” Madam Pomfrey appeared, she first gave Harry a series of complicated…
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