William Davis
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“Kiki! (The smell of ice cream!)” Valen tilted her head and looked at Felix, her two little hands clutching his shirt. Felix laughed. “You’ve got a good nose.” He said, stroking her head with one hand, and in her expectant eyes, the ring on his finger flashed brightly and an ice cream suddenly appeared. “Whaaaaaaaaat!” “I have more,” Felix said, “I bought it on the way back.” He waved his hand again, and two more ice creams floated in the air. He handed one to Hermione. “Oh,…-
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The meeting ended unhappily. Fudge ultimately resorted to delaying tactics, agreeing to investigate against the leads he already had, but Felix had no doubt that he would throw out the promises made once the meeting had ended. “You spoke too bluntly, Fudge may not be able to bear it.” Dumbledore said outside the Ministry of Magic. “Yeah, he’s only capable of thinking with an ounce in his head,” Felix said sarcastically. “What do you think of Ms. Bones?” Dumbledore’s keen blue eyes…
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Amelia Bones showed a surprised expression, the monocle on her face was about to slip off, so she took it off and wiped the lenses. “Dumbledore, if I’m not mistaken, neither of them has a master …” Winky who had been standing in place with a blank expression until then, suddenly exclaimed in a sharp voice: “No – Winky belongs to the Crouch family! Winky has her own master! His name is Barty Crouch-” “Not at all!” Dobby retorted, “Wizards, Mr. Barty Crouch gave Winky freedom! Dobby…
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A sharp intake of breath resounded in the conference room, the male wizard who had just asked about the new product for his granddaughter slid straight out of his chair to the floor, he cursed and got up, but no one cared about him, the room looked like a vegetable market, even Professor Marchbanks looked at Dumbledore with surprise. “Are you sure he’s really back? Dumbledore; I mean … really back?” Amelia Bones said seriously with a serious look behind her monocle. Dumbledore shook his head…
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Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor common room. While the other students are busy catching up on their holiday assignments, Harry, Ron, and Hermione are having a lively discussion, trying to figure out the spells that they might use in the third task. “We won’t know exactly what the third task will be until almost a month from now, but we can’t just wait until then to get started.” Hermione said to them and Harry noticed that she pulled out her little book again, he remembered it was filled with…
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“You all possess the ability to outline runes freely from the scopes of the rune cards … but this is only the first step, you still need to master the magical intent of the ancient runes, and that is not an easy task. Unless-” Felix gazed at the two dozen people in front of him, “you take some radical approach.” “Mr. Hap, what do you mean–” Kingsley asked in lieu of the rest. “Take some risks and show your courage … you need to feel it deeply.” Felix said seriously, a dozen feet…
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The next day, Felix showed up at the Ministry of Magic on time, and the elevator disguised as a red phone booth stopped at the dark-tinted Ministry of Magic’s lobby, “The Ministry of Magic wishes you a good day.” The voice of the cold woman was heard in the elevator. Then the door of the phone booth slammed open, probably because of the Easter holiday, the gleaming hall appeared very silent as it is empty. Felix caught a glimpse of the person waiting a short distance away – Tonks. With her…
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Felix took out the small coloured candles from the package with interest, stuck them on the cake, and lit them one by one with a match, and when he blew out the candles, he suddenly realized that he is 24 years old. It is the first day of the Easter holidays, so he has no classes, and even Valen is still sleeping. He thought about his recent schedule, Draco Malfoy would drop by in the afternoon to practice the Disillusionment Charm, which he had already grasped briefly, but the fluctuations in magic…
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Rita Skeeter has her own agenda. She was able to mix it up while annoying people because she knew what not to report and who not to offend. Here’s an interesting fact: different people attach different importance to the same thing, and the same person attaches different importance to different things. She can report on the Malfoy family’s luxury and power, but will not touch on their history of being knighted by the Muggle kings and the fact that they were once close to the Death Eaters; she will…
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The last days of March passed rather quietly, and Alastor Moody’s purchase came on an overcast morning. A dozen owls landed on the great hall table with a huge package in tow, their feathers ruffled, when Professor Moody asked a few students to take the poor little creatures to Madam Pomfrey for treatment. “A long flight!” Moody said, “There aren’t many people you can trust these days, and you can’t be too careful when it comes to safety.” “That lowlife ruined my collection,” he…
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