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Katherine returned the smile. Of course she wouldn't be able to remember every face in the castle, and she was one of them - Katherine didn't know who she was, except that she looked like a nice person.
"Yeah," she said, "and there indeed is a story behind it. About 40 years ago, a mysterious book was linked to it that froze off the professors, so the whole corridor was sealed off." She read that from Hogwarts: A History, but she didn't need to point the obvious... or did she, given students generally hadn't even heard of it? "It's all written in Hogwarts: A History."
Nah, Katherine stopped being idealistic long ago - she didn't even JUDGE the girl for not reading it, nor for not knowing the history of this ancient castle.
At least, she tried her best not to judge, and to silence the small voice in her head ('When I become a Minister, I'll make every single student read it, I'll even not admit students who fail an entrance exam entirely based on it, this is so stupid, they come to a school unaware of its -'), she said "I'm Katherine Moss, fourth year Ravenclaw." She was a Gryffindor, Katherine bet.
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