Prologue II

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✎ 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖕𝖙. 2 ✎

"Wait, wait— I'm a what?"

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"GOOD MORNING, MRS. HARVEY. My name is Minerva McGonagall, a professor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. May I come in?" The woman's voice sounded like she was in a hurry. Grecia wasn't oblivious at how tense and alert the other woman was from the way she kept looking back over her shoulder, like she was expecting uninvited person to come.

Grecia's frown deepening. "Hogwy what?— I'm sorry, but how do you know my name?"

"I'm going to explain everything if you let me in, Mrs. Harvey." The woman said giving her stern gaze.

Grecia stared at her for a while. It was obvious that the red-haired woman was the type of a vigilant person. So Minerva let her know what her purpose was to come here by taking out an envelope from her coat pocket and showing it to her, this small gesture was enough for Grecia to finally stepping aside and let the woman walk into her house. Minerva thanked her and let her lead the way to the living room.

"I'm sorry, it's messy here. My daughter and her friends just having a feast here. Tea? Coffee?"

"Tea, pelase."

Grecia started fumbling to make the treat and leaving the woman sat on one of the couches in the leaving room not too far from the kitchen. She set the cup down on the coffee table in front of Minerva, along with some cupcakes she had made for her daughter and her friends. From this room they still could hear the commotion in the backyard, the occasional laughter of her daughter and her older friends. Minerva frowned slightly when she heard them.

"So, how do you know my name?" Asked Grecia as she sat on the couch across from Minerva.

The woman took her time to take a sip of the cup before setting it down on the coffee table and straightening up her posture. Her voice came out soft, yet still had the stern in it. "Firstly Mrs. Harvey, there is a question I need you to answer before I explain everything to you; do you know anything regarding Mr. Harvey?"

Grecia frowned, "Alderic? He is my husband. Why would you ask about him? Do you know what happened to him? He left me— He left Diana when she was only one!"

"Mrs. Harvey, I need you to calm down, I promise you that you will be given every informations you want to know but there are things you need to understand first before we get there, do you understand?"

Grecia frowned deeply, but she nodded nonetheless.

"I honestly don't know much about him. We were just 17 when we first met. Why? Is he involved in this? Why don't he just come to me and explain this by himself?"

Minerva took in a breath before she spoke. "Mrs. Harvey, I want you to let me explain everything without any interruption. It all will not make sense for you to hear but please, you need to understand because it will involve your daughter the most."

Grecia became more alert at the mention of her daughter. "My daughter? How—"

"Mrs. Harvey, please. That's why I need you to listen to me first."

The red-haired woman pressed her lips in a thin line, nodding grimly as a response to let Minerva continue.

"The first thing you need to know is, there are three kinds of people in this world. The first one is what we called muggles, those people who are unable to produce magic, the non magical people. And two, the people who have magic but not strong enough to produce it, we called them squibs. And three, the people who have magical skills and are able to produce it, wizards and witches. You, Mrs. Harvey is a non magic person, while your daughter is magical, she's a witch. And— "

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