Millie spared a glance at Benedict, finding a shared crease in his forehead as the protagonist, as described by his belle while deep in concentration. Curiosity asked the question itself, whether he shared anything else in common with the brave, undaunted hero of the book. Those were trait of Gryffindors, after all.
Recognition swarmed the young witch, fearing where her idle thoughts might lead her. Demurred, she took to the book furiously, turning pages with a swift sound to lend Mr. Hunter no ideas toward any further fantasy beyond the little the author had infused into the pages they read.
Recognition swarmed the young witch, fearing where her idle thoughts might lead her. Demurred, she took to the book furiously, turning pages with a swift sound to lend Mr. Hunter no ideas toward any further fantasy beyond the little the author had infused into the pages they read.
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