Oh, how we drift away from our friends. And the ones back home play remember when
Daisy entered the classroom and gazed at the decorations that adorned the room. Daisy had completed her essay a few days ago and was pleased with the fact that she had managed to compose exactly 24 inches. "Good day, Headmaster," she greeted with a slightly tired smile as she placed her homework in the box provided. Daisy then sat down in one of the seats in the middle row. Hopefully, her mind had retained the information that she had read about regarding dark wizards. Being NEWT year, her studies were beginning to etiolate her.
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