Behind the exhibition hall decorated in the classical ancient Greek architectural style stood a two-story red brick square building. During the dinner hour, academy professors constantly came and went through its doors.
Within this bustling faculty dining hall, Jasna Rosier sat alone at a small, round table by one of the tall windows that overlooked the campus grounds. Her attention seeme...
2025-05-25 09:54:47 +0000 UTC
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The oppressive industrial smog that had been choking the city of Berlin for the better part of a week finally began to dissolve and disperse under the blessing of a full day's worth of sunlight.
The atmospheric pollution that had transformed the sky into a sickly yellow-gray canvas, thick enough to taste and heavy enough to press down upon the shoulders of every citizen who dared to go ou...
2025-05-24 10:04:33 +0000 UTC
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"What is it you wish to request, Hayne?" Bryan's voice cut through the gentle rustling of leaves.
His gaze was fixed upon the Vogel family's house-elf, and despite the seriousness of the situation, his tone was calm almost casual.
"Hayne knows that Young Master Adam and Miss Jasna have likely violated the most serious wizarding law—" Hayne faced Bryan and bowed deeply, his breathi...
2025-05-23 10:26:38 +0000 UTC
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"Miss Jasna is master's great-granddaughter—"
By the gently rippling Rhine River, beside the creaking windmill with its spinning blades, the house-elf Hayne spoke in a voice heavy with melancholy.
"Great-granddauaghter?"
Bryan's gaze fell upon Hayne with intensity, the vertical line between his brows showing a hint of confusion.
"From her apparent age, it doesn't quite...
2025-05-22 12:33:48 +0000 UTC
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In a heartbeat, the once-tranquil atmosphere of the courtyard transformed into something tense.
Lying motionless on the recliner, Anton Vogel had not risen since the beginning of their unexpected visit. Perhaps, more accurately, he no longer possessed the physical ability to rise without assistance.
Despite his frail, aging body which trembled slightly even in motionlessness, Vogel'...
2025-05-21 13:48:42 +0000 UTC
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"Hmm, Dumbledore?"
Seemingly drawn by Bryan's words into long-buried emotions and perhaps painful memories, Anton Vogel—a man who appeared to be merely a breath away from crossing the veil between life and death—began coughing violently. The tremors shaking his body made one worry they might snap the brittle ribs of his old frame.
The house-elf Hayne quickly moved to Vogel's sid...
2025-05-20 11:20:59 +0000 UTC
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In the European magical world over the past two years, no one's radiance had shone quite as brilliantly or as intensely as that of Bryan Watson. Resisting the request of such a formidable and influential wizard was undoubtedly an extremely difficult, perhaps even impossible, thing for a house-elf to do.
Nevertheless, Hayne, still bent under the immense psychological pressure. His shoulder...
2025-05-19 10:30:50 +0000 UTC
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"Where in the world are, we?" Louise gasped, her voice was trembling with a mixture of confusion and barely contained panic.
One fleeting second ago, they had been standing in a holiday cottage on the outskirts of Berlin, but now, after experiencing a thoroughly unpleasant and overwhelming feeling of suffocation that had pressed upon every inch of her body, accompanied by the most peculia...
2025-05-18 12:48:55 +0000 UTC
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In the cramped living room of the cottage, the atmosphere became oppressive in the deafening silence that followed Bryan's unexpected words. Kingsley stared intently at the stone-faced Bryan, his lips moving slightly as if rehearsing words, yet eventually producing no sound. Through the subtle changes in his expression, he conveyed his confusion quite effectively.
Louise, as an intern rep...
2025-05-17 10:49:33 +0000 UTC
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The Spree River, originating from the mist-shrouded northern foothills of the Lusatian Mountains in southeastern Germany, breezes its path through vast, marshlands and plains before finally merging with the Havel River in the heart of Berlin.
In February, the flood-swollen Havel River rushed forward with intensity. On its wide channel, the swift currents crashed against each other, creati...
2025-05-16 10:46:44 +0000 UTC
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Not many wizards in magical community knew about the connection between Bryan Watson and the highest echelons of the goblin world, but among the goblins themselves, it was no secret.
Unfortunately, when Bryan arrived at the Parisian headquarters of Gringotts, he discovered that the goblin Barnah wasn't present. Responsible for overseeing goblin financial operations across numerous countri...
2025-05-15 11:15:47 +0000 UTC
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"How much money have you borrowed from the goblins lately, Ludo?" Bryan asked with a hint of teasing in his voice, though his eyes remained sharply observant, studying Ludo's reaction.
"Oh, you're completely underestimating me, Bryan!" Ludo exclaimed, momentarily puffing up his chest in a grumble.
Hearing the sharp question that cut straight to the heart of his predicament, Ludo imm...
2025-05-14 12:57:13 +0000 UTC
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Standing majestically upon the endless volcanic ash and ancient rocky cliffs, Edinburgh is a city, that possesses an almost supernatural power to calm even the most restless of hearts. No matter how fierce the external storms might rage or how turbulent the emotional undercurrents within a visitor's soul might churn, upon entering this city, they always transform into gentle, comfortable breeze...
2025-05-13 15:18:43 +0000 UTC
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Would they truly go so far as to kill Hermione just to gain more gold galleons from the goblin betting operation?
If that was truly their motive, then this group of people could only be described as incredibly foolish and shortsighted, their minds were clouded by the shine of gold to the exclusion of all reason and consequence.
Not to mention that after such a calculatingly orchestr...
2025-05-12 17:36:07 +0000 UTC
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'Vice President of the International Confederation of Wizards, the most powerful and talented wizard of the current modern age?'
Louise stared at the gentle-looking Bryan Watson through widened eyes. Her facial features were frozen in an expression of utter astonishment, her lips parted slightly as if to voice a question but finding no words suitable to capture her disbelief.
...
2025-05-11 10:09:56 +0000 UTC
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Hearing the critical words from the Muggle girl who stood bathed in the white daylight streaming through the doorway, observing her pale face that appeared almost translucent in its paleness, Bryan raised his hand to stop the restless Kingsley.
Bryan stepped forward, his expression solemn as he prepared to say something that might soothe her. But before he could utter a single word, Louis...
2025-05-10 11:05:03 +0000 UTC
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A bone-chilling wind suddenly wandered through the desolate, forgotten courtyard, carrying with it the faint scent of decay and abandonment. The waist-high weeds bent reluctantly in the breeze as the cold air diluted what little warmth remained contained in the increasingly pale, weakening sunlight.
Louise, her eyes momentarily blinded by countless specks of irritating grass fluff, shudde...
2025-05-09 10:42:04 +0000 UTC
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Thanks to the extraordinary prosperity of the once-thriving textile industry that dominated the regional economy for centuries, Bologna was historically crisscrossed with an intricate network of carefully engineered canals throughout the city's streets and bustling neighborhoods.
This complex aquatic infrastructure earned Bologna the nickname "Little Venice of the North".
However, i...
2025-05-08 09:09:48 +0000 UTC
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As a city holding a position of extraordinary historical and cultural importance in Muggle art history, this ancient Italian metropolis of Bologna still preserves numerous breathtaking Renaissance-era palaces, medieval city walls that once protected its residents from invaders, terracotta-colored towers reaching toward the sky, and magnificent Gothic churches.
Meanwhile, the rapidly devel...
2025-05-07 10:08:25 +0000 UTC
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When the golden, warm sunlight pierced through the narrow gap in the closed curtains and fell upon Louise's forehead, gradually moving down across her long eyelashes, the contrast between intense light and shadow of her room caused a sense of discomfort in her drowsy state. With a slight flutter of her eyelids, Louise finally slowly opened her eyes.
Her dizzy head and insufficient sleep p...
2025-05-06 11:22:51 +0000 UTC
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Click!
The sound of the door latch engaging was soft yet clear in the hushed atmosphere of the hotel room. Kingsley gently nudged Louise's elbow before leaving and thoughtfully closed the door behind him for the two people in the room.
Silence fell upon the space between them and the atmosphere was slightly awkward and perhaps filled with unspoken possibilities. The...
2025-05-05 10:02:59 +0000 UTC
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Unfortunately, Bryan, Kingsley, and Louise didn't manage to have dinner in Bologna, the ancient capital of Emilia-Romagna in northern Italy which was a city renowned for its rich culinary traditions, and medieval architecture.
This disappointing outcome was directly attributed to the fact that one of the three travelers, Louise, was a Muggle whose presence limited the efficiency and range...
2025-05-04 10:18:38 +0000 UTC
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The dim, melancholy world, saturated with the monotonous beating of falling rain was suddenly and violently pierced by two crisp, sharp bangs that echoed like gunshots through the deserted street.
Among the disturbed, chaotic trajectories of raindrops, two men wearing black woolen coats and hats, their faces in expressions of cold indifference, suddenly appeared in front of the postman.
2025-05-03 11:52:11 +0000 UTC
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With the heartfelt expressions of gratitude from the orphanage staff still echoing in his ears, Lawrence buried his anxiety deep within the his troubled heart and, carefully maintained a composed and polite smile, while walking through the gates of the orphanage.
'What would the young master say—what would his reaction be—when he found out about this?'
Gazing solemnly a...
2025-05-02 10:45:26 +0000 UTC
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Seeing Bryan Watson and Kingsley both fix their gazes upon her, Louise Williams involuntarily shrank her shoulders in fear under the heavy, almost suffocating pressure of their stares. She was momentarily disoriented by this sudden shift in atmosphere, her mind was swimming in confusion before clarity returned to her.
She immediately realized with a jolt of indignation what they might be ...
2025-05-01 11:59:57 +0000 UTC
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"The person who initiated the research program,"
Louise bit her lower lip uncertainly and shook her head slightly. She didn't fully understand the true meaning of Bryan's words.
Bryan had no intention of explaining further, Instead, he redirected the conversation and simply asked: "What happened next? You must have eventually met with Fraser, right?"
This particular question s...
2025-04-30 09:33:27 +0000 UTC
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At some point during their conversation, the sky outside the villa had shifted from the gray of early afternoon to an ominous, brooding darkness. The river adjacent to the villa flowed more rapidly as its currents seemed to be visibly accelerated by the weather's change.
Light rain fell from the sky, creating ripples across its surface. Yet, despite the gathering darkness and increasing r...
2025-04-29 09:47:26 +0000 UTC
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"How did you find Fraser?" Louise asked in a trembling, grief-stricken tone, her voice sounding barely clear above the patter of rain against the balcony.
Whoosh—
A sudden gust of wind swept across the balcony, disrupting the steady trajectory of the drizzling ice rain that had been falling to the ground. The door between the bedroom and balcony shook violently, and an in...
2025-04-28 16:02:30 +0000 UTC
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"We found Freddy, Nia, and Bruce, and finally obtained from them, the list of all wizards who smuggled themselves out of the country in the days immediately after the package was sent. It's all documented here, Mr. Watson—" Kingsley's deep voice carried a note of hard-won success as he extended the parchment.
It was undoubtedly a terrible day by anyone's standard; the white snow that ha...
2025-04-27 16:06:37 +0000 UTC
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"Oh, why are you here at this moment?"
Twenty minutes later, Mrs. Longbottom had finally managed to soothe her daughter-in-law Alice's frantic emotions and gently coaxed her back to her hospital bed, rather than leaving her crouching barefoot on the cold tiles of the bathroom attached to the hospital room.
She was just about to go outside to get some food for Neville's mother and fa...
2025-04-26 14:28:56 +0000 UTC
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