William Davis
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The terrain at the edge of the sea is abruptly high, revealing a black surface under the erosion of the sea, forming a straight vertical cliff. The waves lapped against the reef, stirring up white foam and emitting a loud roar. “Bang!” On the top of the black cliff, three people suddenly appeared, two tall and one small figure. One of the three figures shuddered and almost fell off the cliff. “Towing you in apparition is like dragging a huge mountain, Felix.” Sirius said under his breath.…-
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The next morning, heavy rain poured down, lightning streaked across the dark sky from time to time. Felix stood in front of the window, watching layers of curtain-like rainfall heavily, blurring the forbidden forest in the distance. His right hand held a palm-sized colorless transparent spherical vortex, in which a shrunken dementor lightly spun. After a while, the vortex gradually dissipated as he returned to his room, and his hand glowed slightly with silver light, and he directly grabbed the…
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The gold locket suddenly stopped trembling, and the wildly twisting gold chain lost all its strength as it hit the table. Immediately after, along with a crisp “click” sound, its small gold lid popped open. They saw the inner structure of the locket, two small glass windows behind each a living eye blinking, black shiny, and crystal clear eyes. Harry felt, if not sealed in a locket, the eyes should belong to a living person. There is a black mist filling the air. From inside came a hoarse, grim…
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“With the Easter holiday ending tomorrow I will have class after that, then after two days it’s a weekend, how about scheduling it for that day?” Felix suggested. “Can’t we do it tonight? Both of us can go together now.” Sirius said impatiently. “If that place is Voldemort’s secret hideout, he will let us leave in comfort?” Felix asked him rhetorically, especially, Felix had basically determined in his heart that it is where Voldemort placed his Horcrux first, it is better to be…
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Fudge’s face looked somewhat embarrassed. The expression on his face is rather wonderful, it is like when a person is happy, in the most confident moment, but suddenly got knocked down from that feeling by a slap, Fudge wiped the emerging false sweat, and stammered: “Really, that’s wonderful.” Felix said sincerely: “Now that it’s over, the Ministry of Magic’s Aurors team stationed at Hogwarts–” “Ah, of course, we should withdraw them, the Ministry of Magic is now severely…
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A few days ago. 12 Grimmauld Place, Black’s old mansion. Sirius slouched on the sofa, looking idle, his black curly hair casually draped. Compared to a month or so ago, he looked much better, with a little more flesh on his face, finally no longer looked like a skeleton that just dug out from the grave. Instead, he looked somewhat skinny and normal. His feet stomped on an elegant and antique coffee table, and every once in a while, Sirius would glance at the palm-sized piece of paper, which, in…
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Hagrid who is carrying Ron is first to come out of the hut, followed by another Hermione, after that, a short man tied up tightly floated out, his whole body is in an upside-down position, head down and feet up, and his head hitting the ground from time to time on the rocks, “Ouch!” The short man’s face swelled up a good chunk, his hands were bound behind him and twisted together, and his clothes were torn and tattered. To avoid the rock, he tilted his head oddly to the side. “Sirius,…
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“Trapped on the covered bridge -” “Peter Pettigrew has come to get Harry along with another Death Eater!” “Sirius is injured!” Hermione explained in a panic until Felix’s hand rested on her shoulder, “Calm down Granger, I only have one question,” his eyes fixed on her, and he asked seriously, “Do we still have time?” Hermione blinked, “Oh-” she stammered, ” Well, of course, that’s what I came back for, we still have … about an hour.” ” Oh, you used the…
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Felix opened his eyes as if he is in a different world. He looked at the old man on the bed, took a sneakoscope out of his pocket, and put it in his hand. The sneakoscope began to spin in a circular motion, and a piece of crisp, pleasant music sounded. “Is this – a sneakoscope?” Nicolas asked in a soft tone, “Anti-what?” The two had explored the issue, and he knew that Felix had found seven types of sneakoscope production methods from the ancient books, and also changed it into a runic…
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Thinking Room. Nicolas Flamel looked around, he surveyed the furnishings of the room with interest, and his whole body looked hundreds of years younger. “You still have such magic? What a pleasant surprise to me.” He said with a smile, “I can’t use my preparations now.” Felix looked as if he was greeting an evil guest with a stern face as he stood in front of a dark green curtain that rolled up high to reveal a tall door behind it. Felix gazed at the door, which opened automatically, the…
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