William Davis
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8
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3.2 M
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North Coast of the English Channel, Dorset. “Kee? (How long do we have to wait?)” “Be patient, Valen. It’s almost time.” Both Felix and Valen are slumped over a thick patch of dead leaves, each with a telescope in hand, looking off into the distance. A nest made of woven vines is hidden sixty or seventy feet away from them in the dense forest all around. The bird’s nest is exquisite, with six or seven silvery artefact-like eggs huddled together inside, in the middle of a pile of…-
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Hermione pursed her lips and smiled lightly, Harry smiled more uncaringly. “What’s wrong?” Lupin asked suspiciously. “Nothing, nothing,” Harry laughed even harder, “of course the professor is on our side, that’s quite natural–” “You have a point,” Lupin said with a straight face, “but he’s so self-willed that sometimes I can’t keep up with him … I almost got killed by him.” “What happened?” Harry stopped laughing. “I took a few days off a while ago to catch…
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“Let’s go inside.” Harry whispered to Hermione, and together they walked into Sirius’ rented house. But there is already someone inside the house. Harry stared, glaring blankly, at a bearded stranger in front of him, the man had ginger dishevelled hair that looked like Crookshanks after he had rolled around in the mud a few times. He lounged lazily on the couch, with a short, rotund leg slouched on the table as if he is asleep. “Who are you!” Harry and Hermione drew their wands at the…
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Harry had a belly full of questions. But two weeks of continuous boredom had made him impatient to get back to the wizarding world, especially since Hermione had given him a very tempting reason to do so – to cast spells without worry – and he couldn’t ask for more. “I’ll pack my bags right away!” Harry hurriedly left after dropping a sentence. The Dursleys watched from the window, looking cautious and skeptical, with an identical look of suspicion in their eyes. “Who is she?” Uncle…
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Meanwhile, 4 Privet Drive. “So, that, that guy got a job for himself?” Uncle Vernon asked with a wide eye. “Yeah.” Harry said dully, thinking that it is a good thing that Sirius is working at the Ministry of Magic, because as far as he knows, Sirius has never had a proper job in his life, except for a few months as an assistant teacher at a Muggle school. In Harry’s imagination, his godfather is going to be like Mr. Weasley, commuting to work at a regular time with a regular schedule. But…
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At dusk, a tall figure appeared at the edge of a muggle town. He turned into a fork in the road and walked for ten minutes through the dimly lit woods, with no path in front of him, but he didn’t stop until he reached an old, dilapidated house. “Knock, knock!” The knock on the door sounded rhythmically. With a tooth-aching “creaking” sound, the door opened carefully from inside. “Who is it?” A raspy voice that sounded like someone had been soaking in an ocean for days and nights…
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Early the next morning, the students packed their bags and gathered in the entrance hall to wait for the carriage to take them to the station. Harry, carried his suitcase in his left hand and the cage with Hedwig in his right, as he watched Madame Maxime and Fleur walk toward the lawn where Beauxbatons’ carriage parked. “Fleur mentioned that she intended to get a job in England, in this sensitive time … What does she think?” Ron asked. Harry shrugged, he has no answer to that question either.…
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Dobby left happily. Ron thought the house elf’s screams were too appalling that they scared the others away. The ward is left only with Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Felix after Mr. Weasley went to visit Mrs. Weasley, who lost sleep all night. “Professor, here’s your ring,” Hermione said reluctantly, pulling a ring from under her pillow, “I haven’t had a chance to open it yet.” Felix accepted it, but seeing the look on Hermione’s face, he dumped a large pile of runic journals out of the…
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Felix woke up from bed very early the next morning, looking radiant, without any trace of fatigue. The side effects of the potion seemed to have been neutralized by his body’s mutation, as he stared at the grey ceiling, he heard the sound of Valen’s unconscious smacking of her beak as she slept in her crib. Felix smiled and got up from the bed as he stretched. “Bang!” The metal alarm clock on the cabinet exploded at once, and Felix looked down at the broken parts, frowned, and let the alarm…
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“Click–” Several young wizards who are holding up their wands stared at a pot-bellied man who carried a large, faintly smoking camera in his hand, which had just made the sound. “Bozo, take a few more shots.” Rita Skeeter, ordered the photographer next to her, as she trembled with excitement. This is big news, comparable to the Ilvermorny student protests in France, if not greater – the president of the Magical Congress of the United States of America didn’t step down then, but it seemed…
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