When 14-year-old orphan Leah discovers she is a witch and the descendant of Merlin, she also learns that she is bound to the serpent-like wizard Voldemort as soulmates. However, their path to union will not be easy. Leah finds herself caught in a da...
The club grew increasingly chaotic as time passed, but suddenly the room fell silent as the door swung open, and Professor Milord entered with an enigmatic aura surrounding him. He exuded an irresistible charm, dressed in a full-length black overcoat, a black vest, and a white shirt with a black tie. Girls were captivated by his beauty, their hearts aflutter. His hair, sleekly brushed back, framed his forehead, with a few stray strands falling in an effortlessly disheveled manner. The torchlight cast a soft glow on his face, and his black-framed square glasses accentuated the intensity of his dark, wild eyes, making his pale skin stand out.
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"Please, my dear lads and ladies, calm yourselves! Calm down!" Professor Milord rushed toward the dueling stage, his coat elegantly swaying with his pace. The girls whispered among themselves, their gazes dreamy as they beheld him. "Save your energy, for you will need it in the duels," he advised in his deep, mesmerizing voice.
Taking his place in the center of the stage, he surveyed the club. "Today, we have all the classes gathered here, but starting from tomorrow, we will divide into groups. Do not worry; you will receive your schedules tomorrow morning. As of today, we will hold a weekly dueling challenge. Is that understood?" He cast his eyes around the students. The boys erupted with joy, and the girls smiled in response.
"Now, in every dueling challenge, I will be present alongside your respective heads of house. However, for today's introduction, I have invited a special guest. Any guesses?" A playful glint danced in his eyes as he posed the question. The students began murmuring among themselves, anticipation filling the air.
"Alright, alright! I won't fuel your anticipations any further. Now, please welcome our very own beautiful and excellent dueler, Professor Scamander!" Professor Milord announced, causing the students to murmur even louder. Celia entered the room, her familiar kind smile lighting up her face. She was dressed in a white cape suit, her hair gathered in a messy bun. The warm lights of the room made her appear like an angel descended from heaven. Lupin and the elder Weasley couldn't contain their admiration and let out whistles amidst the crowd. "Whoohoo! Angie, you're looking like a goddess!" they exclaimed.
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Celia's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she turned to look at them, laughter bubbling from her lips. "Oh, come on now gentlemen!" she playfully chided them. Professor Milord, without taking his eyes off Celia, calmly declared, "50 points deducted from each of you, Mr. Lupin and Mr. Weasley."
