William Davis
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Rufus Scrimgeour is leading the way, and he’s moving ahead with a rush, “We need to hurry up, Minister Fudge is a little impatient.” Felix said, “I didn’t know we have to meet with him.” “It’s impromptu, Minister Fudge has a full schedule, originally he wouldn’t have paid attention to these little events, but – here we are.” He pushed open a heavy door and a simple and formal parlour appeared in front of him. The parlour is furnished much like the one Felix had visited before,…-
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Thinking back about the palm-sized Niffler he had just seen, it became apparent to Felix that the adult Niffler would be at least a foot. Newt glanced at him and looked towards the office again, from inside Amos’ voice sounded a little exasperated, “Where the hell did you put those forms?” “Can you help?” Newt said. “What?” Felix looked at him with a somewhat startled look. “I need to feed them some potions … These three are somewhat weaker than their siblings.” “Happy to…
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The door to the phone booth opened with a jerk, and Felix stepped into the gilded foyer, making his way to the information desk. “Hello, may I ask where Meeting Room Number Two is?” A middle-aged blonde witch looked absently at the badge on his chest, the bulletin board behind her had various signs posted on it, but these were obstructed by an exaggerated notice, “Felix Hap … Oh, Mr. Hap, Mr. Scrimgeour explained the situation, please follow me –” “I’m sorry, ma’am, I haven’t…
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On the third day after the holiday, Felix finally received a letter back from the Ministry of Magic. The person who wrote back is still Rufus Scrimgeour from the Office of the Minister of Magic’s Advisor, and he had no objection to changing the time of the lecture to Friday, only suggested that he should arrive half an hour earlier, as some issues needed to be communicated in advance. “If you are not able to get your lunch in time, the ministry will prepare a nice lunch for you.” Rufus Scrimgeour…
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In the office, Felix still remembered the events that happened not long ago – He and Neville were standing in front of the clock tower, looking over the distant landscape. The overcast clouds spilled freezing rain and snowflakes lightly, which made that evening’s dusk especially gorgeous, and a haze cast over the sky made the sun’s orange glow appear vast and visible, making the clouds reflect the colourful haze. “A spectacular sight, isn’t it?” Felix said softly. Neville nodded, he…
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The next morning, freezing rain mixed with snowflakes fell from the sky, condensing into a smooth and transparent ice coating on the ground, and the young witches had to move carefully across the yard and open space. “Ouch!” Ron, who had just left the hospital wing, tripped and pounced straight to the ground, he struggled to get up, the ground is really slippery, luckily Harry pulled him up. He watched enviously as the twins conjured up a pair of ice skates for themselves and nimbly made their…
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The seventh-year wizards, both male and female, walked out of the classroom in a line, their faces still lingering with a trance and not returning to reality, and around the corner of the corridor, a brown-skinned Ravenclaw girl announced in a loud voice, “Ancient Runes class N.E.W.T. exam, I’m going to reserve an excellent in advance!” It is like her words flipped a switch in them and the discussion poured out – “Ha~ I thought so too!” “This class is so great, I can’t bear to think…
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On the first day of school after the holiday break, the students showed up to class in high spirits. Felix stood at the podium, looked down at the seventh graders below, and spoke the words that excited them, “Today’s class is slightly different.” The students’ attention quickly focused on the professor; if there was something they miss the most, it is last year’s ancient runes class, when the professor had just arrived, the sky being blue, and they were just carefree sixth graders.…
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Exiting the hospital wing, Felix stood at the window of the castle corridor and saw from afar the young wizards returning from their holidays emerge from the bottom of the long ramp, even if he couldn’t hear their voices, he could imagine their excited conversations from their body movements. “School starts tomorrow, I’d better ask Percy Weasley at the dinner, eleven or twelve years, it’s hard not to make the association at that time …” Felix thought to himself, “and Dumbledore’s…
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The Defense Against the Dark Arts class professor’s office. The room looked gray and dull, without much bright light. Remus Lupin sat quietly on the sofa, the wolfsbane potion constantly suppressing his system, like some kind of ghastly mental being extracting his physical strength little by little. The full moon had not yet arrived, but he is already exhausted. “Grrr~” The kettle in the corner boiled, jumping and spewing out large streams of steam, and Lupin dragged his body up, he tries not…
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