Voyage à dos d'Hippogriffe
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"Me voilà revenu de mon périple depuis maintenant 8 semaines. Il fût long, tout autant que la récupération. Je ne sais plus où mettre la tête... J'ai envie de rester là, blotti dans mes draps, buvant un chocolat chaud pendant que mon Niffleur parcours la maison à la recherche d'un quelconque objet brillant. Mais j'ai aussi envie de recommencer ce périple depuis le départ. De revivre cette adrénaline que je n'ai pas vécue depuis longtemps. Malheureusement, je me suis fatigué et je ne peux dès à présent plus me permettre ce genre de "luxe", et cela pour un bon moment encore."
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