William Davis
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Felix, Flitwick, Sprout, Snape, and Moody stood together, with Moody holding a long crutch and talking loudly with Flitwick. “It’s a shame Professor McGonagall didn’t come, she’s the only one missing out of the four heads.” Flitwick said. “That’s not essential, Professor Flitwick.” Moody’s low voice sounded, “We all discussed in advance before coming here today so she should’ve come, I simply came here to have a good laugh. I also want to see how these students will perform…-
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Draco Malfoy’s somewhat sharp face became startled, and he looked up eagerly, eyeing Felix as if trying to read the real meaning in the professor’s calm face. “Adequate sleep gives satisfaction, this is something I won’t normally tell somebody.” Felix said, “The one thing that can compete with that is a great meal, but only on Halloween we can get it when there are a lot of exotic cuisines…” After he left, Draco remained where he was. The light gray eyes kept flickering, not quite sure…
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Draco didn’t speak, he slumped on the floor, his face sweaty, his pale-blonde hair sticking on his forehead, shivering. He stumbled a few times without being able to get up, when Crabbe and Goyle came over, looked at Moody who had little reaction, as they pulled Draco to his feet. McGonagall’s suspicious eyes darted between Felix and Moody, quickly confirming the target as she frowned and said, “Professor Moody, you used a Transfiguration spell on Malfoy?” “Yeah, to teach him a lesson, gotta…
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“Professor Hap, I advise you to mind your own business.” Moody said calmly, “He needs some lessons. Attacking people behind their backs is the dirtiest, meanest … behaviour.” “Good point.” Felix nodded slightly: “But Hogwarts has long stopped corporal punishment of any sort, and I suggest sending him to Professor Snape for detention.” “Snape?” Moody showed a dismissive expression, “Yeah, Snape … I bet he doesn’t want to see me … but I’m looking forward to having a good…
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After class, the young third-year wizards walked out of the classroom in a stream, a half-foot tall golem in each of their hands, as they gleefully discussed what they had learned in their first class. Felix stayed behind, ticking off a table as he jotted down the number 17 next to the name ‘Luna Lovegood’, which represented the number of cards she had finished during the class. The process of injecting stable magic into the cards actually became more and more proficient the further the young…
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Felix flipped through the Daily Prophet as he ate breakfast in the school great hall, Rita Skeeter reviewed Alastor Moody’s mess yesterday with a biting and undiluted touch, she also mocked Mr. Weasley in an article. In that article, Moody is presented as a difficult man who “can’t tell the difference between an ordinary handshake and an attempted murder,” while Mr. Weasley is mistakenly called as ” Arnold Weasley” and an old reference also made about the flying car from two years ago.…
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“The Headmaster of the four magic schools and the carefully selected candidates for the competition will arrive one after another in October, and the ritual of selecting the champions will be held on Halloween.” “In addition to winning glory for the school, the winner will personally receive a prize of one thousand Galleons.” “But – only students over the age of seventeen will be allowed to sign up because the competition program is still difficult and dangerous – no matter how many…
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The new students excitedly walked in a long line to the great hall to wait for their sorting, while Felix felt a little hungry. Niffler Valen felt the same. “Just wait a little longer, let’s make a bet and guess if there’s any Raisin Pudding on the table later, by the way, do you eat grapes?” Felix asked in a whisper, Niffler sat on his lap, stretching her neck to stare at the empty table, with some disappointment. Especially whenshe requested with her eyes, asking if she could collect a set…
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As usual, the first-year students were being brought by Hagrid via boat over the lake, while the rest of the students took the carriage and travelled along the path to the main entrance of the school. The school great hall. “This way, My Lord–” Peeves nodded as he flipped through the air and guided a strange ghost to the great hall. The tall ghost covered himself up so tightly that from under his cloak, only a pair of silver, unfeeling eyes could be seen. Peeves said with a smile, “Then…
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Felix nodded slightly, from what he was aware of, Dumbledore travelled widely, has friends all over the world. If you add the number of his fans, ten Lockhart combined won’t be his rival. Sometimes he could not help but speculate, the reason why Dumbledore seems so busy, wasn’t it because he was hiding in his office writing letters to his pen pals all around the world … Ahem! You can’t stray too much, the headmaster should be doing some serious tasks, like analysing Tom Riddle’s childhood…
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