Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God Muggle Studies Fourth Year Amy walked into the classroom. Muggle studies. The one lesson she was guaranteed to pass, and not just because she was muggle born, but because she LOVED this lesson and her teacher. Mr Zookara. He was cool. She looked around the classroom, it wasn’t the ole work shop it had been the previous year. Hopefully they would carry on with fairy tales. Because she loved fairy tales, the whole romantic idealism, and true-loves-kiss. It made her feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
She walked to her desk and put her bags down “Good morning Professor"
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