The Harpy of Hogwarts | Dungeon Mistress | Bimba di Serpeverde
Hecate was sitting in her usual seat, sipping on her water, her eyes looking towards the Slytherin table... and maybe occasionally to the Hufflepuff table, but mostly to the Slytherin one. She sighed... it was getting harder and harder seeing her students leave, just as they were excelling... Guhhhh... She wasn't supposed to care about them.
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