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"𝐅𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞,
𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫, 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝...
-"𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨𝐧? The four of them did what?" You asked, not believing your own ears after what you heard being said.
It was Sunday, a day before you were meant to officially return to classes, you decided to end the week by consulting one of your professors, professor Crewel. A few books you'd skimmed through just yesterday had caught your attention, and so you consulted this teacher of yours with an excuse in order to have them registered under your name. This way, you could take them with you back to the dormitory and do whatever until the semester ended.
The headmaster's way of working was, honestly, inefficient. He put you in a second-year class knowing that you had no knowledge of anything learned prior to said class. The situation of putting two others in a third-year class was a whole other topic. So, with that in mind, you knew yourself that you would have to do quite a lot of browsing through the library shelves to find books conveniently named "Magic for dummies, "history of magic 101", "quick review of magical plants" and "how to navigate magic devices". You could practically feel the incoming migraine.
