William Davis
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It was followed by a long list of ‘for example’. Felix reckoned that anyone in their right mind would be tempted by one or two of the contents mentioned on it, provided it actually worked out. At the bottom of the flyer, there is a crude map. Felix’s curiosity got heavier. The person who handed him the flyer was obviously an ordinary person but was it a mere coincidence that he got approached straight away? He thought it is probably some dark wizards who fishing for a suitable target – like…-
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The day before school started, the festive atmosphere of the Christmas season had yet to dissipate, and Diagon Alley looked completely silvery throughout. This year’s Diagon Alley looked much different from the past, the vast majority of stores had Christmas lights hung in front of them – a friendly gift from the ‘Future World’ company, and during this period of time, as soon as the evening arrived, even before the last rays of sunshine disappeared from the sky – these magic lights had lit up,…
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Dumbledore looked around, taking in the expressions of everyone. He looked a little tired, but still smiled and said, “Alastor, there are two Aurors from the Ministry of Magic that need some information, and I brought them in.” A tall man dashed in, and Felix glanced at the stern-faced Kingsley, who was followed by Tonks, she changed her short hair red today and a handful of strands stood up in a haphazard fashion, looking rather conspicuous. When Felix looked over, she waved at him…
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Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other. “So,” Ron asked hopefully, “you guys just found some random stuff from the library and brought it to fool them?” Fred said with a stern face: ” To your disappointment, we are very credible. But we have limited knowledge of the Black Lake, like if we dive too deep we’ll be chased out by merpeople with pitchforks, and their tamed pets aren’t friendly either-” “That’s Grindylow.” George looked at Harry’s puzzled expression and…
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The next morning, when Harry, Ron, and Hermione entered the great hall they saw Cedric’s group also dining, then they looked at each other and sat opposite to them tacitly. “Uh … hi guys.” Harry said, to which Cedric put down his fork and smiled at them. Harry momentarily lost of words, not knowing what he should say, especially since the man in front of him had danced at least seven times with Cho Chang at the Yule Ball, preventing him from taking any chances. He mumbled something so vaguely…
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Headmaster’s Office– “Are you sure?” Dumbledore asked in a deep voice. Felix nodded solemnly. “Leave the rest to me, Felix.” Dumbledore took the responsibility. “You have a solution?” Felix asked in surprise, “Albus, there’s never been a precedent for this, and that snake is dead. At least I can’t make any sense of it at present, but if you give me enough time, the future is not without hope …” Dumbledore just calmly said: “I know.” Felix heard the meaning of ‘this…
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“Choose wisely, you will feel quite comfortable.” Felix slashed his wand across the room and a golden path paved between them, like snowflakes swept up by the wind, with golden pellets of fine powder sprinkled down. “Let’s do a test first.” He leaned his body against the back of the couch and looked at the golden rain curtain. Harry also looked up, as he involuntarily fell into a misty dream state, his mind fell into a state of great relaxation, light as if he has been surrounded by warm…
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At eight o’clock at night, Harry pushed open the door of the Ancient Rune’s office on time. “Take a seat anywhere you like.” Felix said, as he sat in a recliner behind his desk, and began to read the newspaper. Harry looked around when Niffler Valen pointed to an armchair on Harry’s left. Harry mouthed a thank you to Valen, moved the chair over to sit across from the professor, and waited quietly. After two or three minutes, Felix put down the paper in his hand and smiled: “You may be…
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“How do you know that?” Harry asked that question for Hermione. “Er… it’s like this,” Ron said, wincing as if he’d been stung by a Billywig insect, “I think Collins mentioned it to me at the Ball– -” “You think?” Hermione and Harry blurted out in unison. “I–I wasn’t listening, it was too loud,” Ron said, shrugging his shoulders in an attempt to lighten the serious mood, “It just came to me all of a sudden when Hermione said something about putting the piece in…
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The clock ticked to the next morning, although both Harry and Ron were thinking about leaving the hospital wing as soon as possible, but they are too tired and injured from last night, Madam Pomfrey told them that Ron’s leg is still swollen, and Harry has at least six broken ribs. “The healing spell can only heal minor injuries, like a twisted nose or something like that, and it only serves for emergencies.” Madam Pomfrey said at the time, but both of them suspected for a moment that it was just…
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