William Davis
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Felix smiled, as he waved his wand, a golden mist coalesced into a screen in the water, very similar to the projection screen on the shore, only much smaller, even Ludo Bagman’s voice heard clearly. “Twenty minutes short of an hour, at this moment there are still six champions who have not adapted to their chaotic magic, but they all bravely stepped out of their protective shields and explored using the most primitive method – holding breath, a strategy that is certainly correct considering the…-
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On the shore, Ludo Bagman shouted excitedly in a loud voice, “Look, Miss Granger has managed to bash the salmon, and that salmon is at least two feet! Is this some kind of rare talent?” Fred and George smiled playfully and said, “Hermione probably won’t be happy to hear that.” “Oh, Professor McGonagall reminded me,” Ludo Bagman continued, “that’s the power of ancient runes, a subject I honestly don’t know much about, isn’t that just a translation study … and about the Uagadou…
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“Oh look there, those two girls spotted the wand first, it might have something to do with their wands being distinctive enough – I see the pattern, yes that’s right, I hope they can also spot the wristwatch soon … ” There is an audible gasp echoed from the audience. Collins woke up without being disturbed by a patterned globe fish or a crab, and the first thing she did was pinpoint the fir wood wand in front of her that stood equal to her height – her hand brushed across its surface and a…
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On February 24, when Felix just had his breakfast, he was called over by Professor McGonagall. “Isn’t there still sometime before the tournament?” “Mr. Bagman wants to see you about the Champions’ arrangement … they are waiting.” Professor McGonagall said hurriedly. They went to the room next door to the great hall, where the Champions are waiting, the same place where they stayed the night the Goblet of Fire spat out the list a few months ago. When they entered the room, Ludo Bagman…
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The rest of January passed without any major events, but minor ones continued. Professor Moody after his return had lived up to his reputation for bringing new controversy, and in the mouth of some of the upperclassmen, he seems to have a touch of the ‘Lockhart’ in him – asking them to look up information, make them read it aloud in class, and vividly narrating the stories that happened during his career. His famous phrase – “Constant vigilance” – once again surfaced in the Defense…
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Rita Skeeter lowered her head down deeply, not daring to speak aloud. She felt like she couldn’t breathe, but this time she is pretty sure she isn’t under the influence of magic, but just the fact that it is nothing to do with magic made her more terrified. She knew she had to make her decision soon. Likewise, she is very well aware that this man in front of her didn’t care whether she lived or died, the last time he had visited her house with the sole purpose of making her learn to shut up, and…
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Lavender Brown muttered something. “What did you say, I didn’t hear you?” Moody said gruffly, and he took a few steps closer. Lavender jolted, as she subconsciously leaned her body back as the book on her lap fell, hitting the floor with a thud, which she hurriedly picked up and put it on her desk. “I, uh, I just said that it was probably because he wasn’t targeting me.” She said with a red face. A low chuckle sounded in the classroom. Moody didn’t laugh, nor did the few people in…
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The next morning, Harry woke up groggy and moved around in a sleepwalking state. When he sobered up, he found himself sitting in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. The classroom is noisy, and people are arriving one after another. Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown walked in arm-in-arm, and when Parvati saw Harry, she gave him a stern look and said in a loud voice, “The next weekend I’ve got a date with Aiden, to Hogsmeade.” Lavender asked with interest, “Is that the Beauxbatons boy you…
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After exiting Flitwick’s office, Felix found an opportunity to be alone with Snape. “So … Barty Crouch Jr. wasn’t planning to secretly poison and kill us all back then?” Felix asked, he actually wanted to know what kind of potion Barty Crouch Jr. was making in the Chamber of Secrets. “Then he would have had to be careful enough to avoid the hundreds of eyes in the kitchen.” Snape narrowed his eyes and said, “It is a potion that is used in case of emergencies to keep dying people alive,…
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“Effective and potent potions require the involvement of a wand; not those silly, constant waving of the wand, just a gentle flick at a crucial time is enough to bring a marvellous change in the ingredients within the crucible …” “Therefore, Muggles are unable to appreciate this wonderful process, and so are the Squibs.” Snape said slowly. On the weekend after the first week of school, Professor Flitwick hosted an afternoon tea party under the pretext of celebrating Professor Moody’s…
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