81. Depression
Niamh sunk into the depression that had been waiting for her all term. From the moment she’d sat down at the table and seen the plastic tableware, she knew that Hogwarts wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Things had gone from bad to worse; they were told they had to care for their own utensils and there were no replacements. And then they had to pay to enter the Hall or their Common Rooms. Niamh shed bitter tears. Papa would send her back to Beauxbatons, of course he would. How could any child of his study here now?
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