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Maturity of Magic Chapter 14
🕑 Added 2024-11-16 23:21:14 +0000 UTCHarry sat slouched at the Gryffindor table, barely paying attention to his breakfast. Around him, the usual morning chatter was louder than ever, with students swapping complaints about Umbridge and her latest stunt. Across from him, Ron and Hermione exchanged a worried look.
“It’s a bloody outrage, mate, best seeker in a century and she bans you for life.” Ron took his frustration out on his breakfast, shoving down food faster than ever before.
Hermione nodded along. “That woman is starting to take over every part of this school! Things are really beginning to get out of hand with her actions.”
“I just wish we could do something.” Harry muttered, feeling down. Despite his session with his Mistress, he was still feeling frustrated at what happened. Luckily, it seemed his Housemates had his back, fed up with Umbridge’s behavior as much as he was.
“Forget her, Harry.” Fred said suddenly, taking the seat next to him while George followed his lead and sat on his other side. The twins leaned in conspiratorially, clearly having some sort of scheme. “We’ve got plans.”
George wiggled his eyebrows. “Big ones. And let’s just say they involve a highly visible demonstration in support of Gryffindor’s banned Seeker.”
Harry raised an eyebrow. “A demonstration?”
Fred grinned wider. “Of the colorful, explosive variety. A fitting tribute to Umbridge’s… influence around here.”
Katie rolled her eyes from her spot next to Angelina, as the three chasers sat further down the table from them. “We’re all with you, Harry. The team isn’t going to let her push us around.”
Angelina, who’d been simmering with fury ever since Umbridge had banned him for life, leaned forward with a fierce expression. “We’re winning that Cup, Harry. I don’t care if she tries to ban half the team, Gryffindor’s taking that Cup, and we’ll make sure she knows it.”
“She’s right.” Added Alicia, who shot Harry a warm smile. “She can keep you from playing, but she can’t erase what you’ve done for the team. And she definitely can’t stop the rest of us from making her life difficult.”
Fred and George exchanged a grin that suggested they had a hundred ways to accomplish just that.
“And you can count on the best Beaters in Gryffindor to make sure Umbridge’s reign stays, shall we say, interesting.” George added in. “And not just Umbridge too, we’ll make sure to make those Slytherins pay as well.”
“Malfoy really does need a good thumping after what he pulled yesterday.” Ron fumed.
“Ron!” Hermione admonished.
“A good thumping?” Dean asked. “I don’t know about you, mate, but his Mum looks like she could use a good thumping too.”
The girls nearby, including Hermione, voiced their outrage at Dean’s lewd joke. All the while the boys at the Gryffindor table laughed. Harry let himself gain a small smile, knowing that he was giving Narcissa just that behind everyone’s back.
The owls finally arrived with the morning paper just then, and Harry ignored them as everyone continued on their discussion around him.
“What about Fleur Delacour?” Fred grinned. “If anything, the cold up here seems to have made her more frosty.”
“Now that’s a bird, mate.” Seamus whistled, glancing at the new Ravenclaw transfer student. “Do you think I got a chance with her?”
“Not a chance, mate.” George snorted, before his gaze fell on him. “But maybe Harry does!”
“Oh shit.” Someone muttered nearby, the newspaper from a nearby owl falling onto the table. Harry glanced over to see what was going on, only to pause and stare at the paper with growing horror.
It wasn’t just him on the front page this time, instead Amelia, Daphne, and Julia were all on the paper as well. In fact, the entire newspaper seemed to be dedicated to them all, with page after page about their salacious relationship.
“Merlin’s sack!” Seamus swore from nearby, with Dean looking over his shoulder to read the paper. Ron joined in as well, with others starting to stare at him from across the Great Hall.
He suddenly realized Daphne was in the paper as well, and he looked across the room at the Slytherin table. His betrothed seemed calm as could be, if that was even possible, reading the paper with a polite frown. Even now, she manages to keep her princess facade in place.
The Slytherin Ice Queen was getting a lot of attention, especially from girls around the hall who all glared at her. All the while, Daphne simply read the paper in peace. He guessed the worst they could write about her was that she was his betrothed, and it wasn’t like what they were up to was illegal.
Suddenly a hand landed on his shoulder, and Harry found himself looking up at Fred and George.
“Didn’t think you had it in you, mate.” Fred smirked.
“Just save some for the rest of us, will ya?” George remarked.
“Err… sure?” Harry answered, and the two left him alone.
His gaze somehow managed to land on Neville, the poor boy looked shell-shocked by the newspaper, tracing over the image of Harry’s women with his eyes. He couldn’t help but wince at the sight, knowing that not even innocent Neville was immune to such things.
“Harry!” An outraged looking Hermione glared at him as if seeing him for the first time. “H-How could you do this? Y-You womanizer!”
“Heh.” Harry rubbed his neck in embarrassment. “I-It’s not like that, I promise.”
“Wait, so it’s true?!” Ron asked, his cheeks flush red. Harry honestly didn’t know if his friend was simply jealous or blushing over the pictures in the newspaper.
“Yeah, you got me.” He replied with an awkward laugh. I need to get out of here.
-
There was a deep undercurrent of tension in the Ministry, almost like everyone was waiting for the hammer to drop. All throughout the different hallways and office spaces, workers talked in hushed tones about the morning news. And while it wasn’t rare for a member of the Ministry to undergo a scandal, there certainly wasn’t ones of this caliber very often.
And of course Harry Potter was at the center of it all. Tonks pinched the bridge of her nose, wondering just when that boy would stop disrupting her life. It was something that seemed less likely by the day, especially since he was banging her boss.
She heard the squeak of chairs as Proudfoot rolled over from his nearby desk to her own. “Tough day?”
“Tell me about it.” She grumbled. “You read the paper too?”
“Yep.” He grimaced. “You think it’s true?”
“I know it’s true.”
“Shit.” Proudfoot swore quietly. “No doubt the Minister will be on the Director about this one. And I’m not exactly sure that she’ll keep her job.”
As much as she wanted to deny it, Tonks knew what he was saying was true. Minister Fudge was looking for a chance just like this to get rid of Madam Bones, and it just so happened that Dawlish was coincidentally missing. It was suspicious, to say the least, being that he was the closest man to the Minister inside the Department.
Her thoughts were interrupted when Proudfoot suddenly sat a case file on her desk. “Do you mind giving this to Madam Bones.”
Proudfoot grimaced, glancing towards the DMLE Head office which everyone seemed to be avoiding like the plague. Clearly the man was too frightened to provoke the wrath of their boss, not that Tonks could blame him. Bones sure can be scary when angry.
But on the other hand, she wouldn’t hurt a friend of Harry’s. Tonks knew that was a stretch, as she was sure the woman would fire the first person to walk through her door. And Madam Bones was likely in a bad mood today, and was always prone to firing people when angry.
But Nymphadora accepted her fate anyways, standing up and making her way towards her office as if walking to her doom. She took a deep breath and opened the door. “Madam Bones I- eep!”
She ducked as two spells missed her by a hairs breath, spinning around to see Madam Bones with her wand out. “Get in here and lock the door!”
Figuring it was a good idea to follow her orders, Tonks did as asked and closed the door quickly. Madam Bones put away her wand then, sitting primly at her desk as if nothing happened. “My apologies, but it would be best if you knocked next time.”
“Heh, tough day?”
“Tell me about it.” Madam Bones grumbled, her eyes falling downwards to the morning paper. Tonks couldn’t help but grimace, seeing her boss all dressed up alongside a picture of Harry Potter.
Once again Nymphadora was faced with another woman that had been enthralled by Harry Potter, almost as if she was destined to be surrounded by his lovers. First Narcissa and Julia, then that Greengrass girl, and now my fucking boss?! Are you kidding me Harry?
That was besides the fact that Amelia Bones was drop-dead gorgeous. A redhead bombshell whose body was shaped by years at the gym and by rigorous training and auror fieldwork. Tonks would bet she was the most beautiful witch in Britain, and that wasn’t mentioning the two missiles that she seemingly had bolted to her chest. How do tits even get that big without any sag?
“So um…” She started awkwardly. “Are you and Harry really dating? Or was it just some odd fling?”
Madam Bones raised an unimpressed brow. “Looking to get scoop on the latest office gossip?”
“Office gossip?” She repeated. “I think all of Europe is talking about your… arrangement, Ma’am.”
The veteran auror sighed. “Why exactly did you come here, Nymphadora?”
She bit back the correction on her name. “Just delivering the newest case files, Ma’am.”
“Good, now-” Her boss started talking, only to be interrupted when the fireplace erupted to life. The Minister’s face appeared, looking panicked for some reason.
“Amelia! I’ve just recieved word, and there’s trouble at Hogwarts!”
Harry is at Hogwarts. The redhead next to her stiffened, no doubt having the same thought she did, as wherever Harry went there always was trouble. And Tonks knew in that moment that her day just got a whole lot more hectic.
-
The day had been one of his worst to date at Hogwarts, as he once again became the spotlight for school gossip and scandal. He certainly knew that his love life would get out at some point, but didn’t envision it happening so soon.
He had yet to hear from Julia and Amelia, and could only guess what his redhead lover was going through at the Ministry. His only consolation was that Julia was safe and out of sight behind the wards of Grimmauld Place. There was also the matter of Daphne, but she seemed safe enough despite being at the heart of Slytherin. He doubted that any of her Housemates would attack her, given her fierce reputation, but even then it was worrying.
But that didn’t stop his own frustration from growing. It was another thing to hate besides Umbridge, the Ministry, and Voldemort, being his love life was exposed to the public. Harry had spent the entire evening venting his frustration in an abandoned classroom, blowing up old desks and chairs in anger. And now he was headed back to his dorm to rest, when he heard a pair of students talking up ahead.
“-I’m telling you, I haven’t seen her since she left.” A sudden voice came from up ahead, getting his attention. “Umbridge must have done something for her to be missing this long. For that matter, no detention lasts this long!”
Umbridge must be torturing another student in detention. Harry seethed in anger, before calming himself and turning the corner to see who was talking. It turned out it was Tracey and Astoria Greengrass who were there. “Hey.”
“Harry!” Tracey spun to face him, looking panicked. “Have you seen Daphne? We can’t find her anywhere.”
“Not since this morning.” He answered. “Any idea where she is?”
“She went off to have detention with Umbridge.” Astoria answered, looking nervous. “But that was hours ago, and no detention takes that long!”
I’ll need to use the map to find her. Harry decided, reaching into his pocket to make sure that he had it. “Have you checked with Umbridge? Or any other Professor for that matter?”
“Snape isn’t in his quarters.” Tracey said. “And we knocked on Umbridge’s door, but no one answered.”
“How about you two go check the dungeons again, and I’ll have a look around.”
“We’ll do that.” Tracey agreed, grabbing Astoria and walking away.
He meanwhile took out the map and began flipping through the different sections of Hogwarts as he searched for Daphne and Umbridge. They have to be here somewhere…
Hundreds of names dotted the castle, with no Umbridge or Greengrass in sight. He finally flipped to the grounds, seeing two dots at the edge of the Hogwarts grounds. Daphne Greengrass. Dolores Umbridge. There you are.
-
“Quit struggling girl, or else I’ll curse you.” The foul pink woman threatened.
Daphne flailed in the ropes binding her, seething in fury. “You Ministry bitch! When I get my hands on you, you’ll wish your mudblood mother never opened her legs!”
“How dare you!” Umbridge yelled. “I am Dolores Umbridge! High Inquisitor, and Senior Undersecretary to the Minister! I ought to cut out your tongue!”
“Now, Dolores, why don’t you calm down. There is no reason to threaten Ms. Greengrass in such a way, even if she has sullied her blood with filth like Potter.” A familiar, slimey voice said nearby.
Daphne could just move her head enough to see it was Lucius Malfoy making his way towards them, with a group of Death Eaters behind him.
“Lord Malfoy!” Umbridge knelt. “I have done as you asked. All that is left is for Potter to come for the bitch.”
So she kidnapped me to lure Harry out of the castle. Daphne had never felt so useless in her entire life. She knew it was suspicious when Umbridge gave her detention earlier in the day as punishment for the morning article.
She had shown up to Umbridge’s office and taken a sip of tea before falling unconscious. The next thing she knew she was disarmed and bound in ropes as she was now, being levitated to the edge of the Hogwarts grounds. I’m going to kill that fucking bitch.
“Very good, Dolores.” Malfoy nodded. “And the sooner that Potter arrives, the better for you.”
“Good thing I’m here then.”
-
It really was turning out to be a bad day. He once again repeated in his mind, staring at the group of Death Eaters next to his blonde betrothed. He had tracked them with the map to the edge of the forbidden forest, far enough from the school that no one would find them easily. It was too bad that Hagrid was gone, or else Harry was sure that the groundskeeper would have noticed them.
Umbridge held Daphne suspended in the air while restrained with ropes. In front of the vile woman stood Malfoy in Death Eaters robes, not bothering with wearing a mask, with a group of masked Death Eaters not far behind him. Clearly this was all some big ploy, likely involving his own capture, but Harry had done this before, and he certainly wouldn’t let Voldemort win again.
His wand flashed up, not bothering with a verbal incantation as he tried to take them by suprise with his speed. He pointed it at the middle of the group of Death Eaters, far enough away that Daphne wouldn’t be hurt, but the same couldn’t be said for Malfoy. Bombarda Maxima.
His spell impacted the ground, causing an explosion in the midst of their group that sent the Death Eaters flying, and he felt a sense of vindictive glee as both Umbridge and Lucius fell on top of each other in the scuffle. He pointed his wand at Daphne’s bound, floating form. “Accio Daphne.”
She went flying over to him before he dispelled the ropes bounding her. His betrothed stood, looking more disgruntled than he had seen her before, but still able to walk. He didn’t waste a moment, telling her what to do before turning back to face Malfoy and his thugs. “Head back to Hogwarts and get help! I’ll take care of them.”
She nodded, and he was grateful that she didn’t resist his command. It wasn’t like she could fight anyways, seeing as she didn’t have a wand on her. And as much as a bonding experience it would be to have Daphne fight alongside him against Voldemort’s allies, the last thing he wanted was for her to get hurt.
“Curse you, Potter!” Malfoy snarled as he got up, looking worse for wear. Imperio!”
Harry sidestepped the curse easily, and attacked back with a spell chain of his own that sent Malfoy stumbling away. Clearly the man wasn’t all that great with a wand if Harry could beat him so easily, but it also explained why he had brought other Death Eaters with him. And there was Umbridge to deal with as well.
The disgusting woman stood, covered in dirt and grime with her hair sticking every which way. She stared at him as if she belonged in a mental institution, looking insane. “You!”
“So you were working for Voldemort this whole time, Dolores.” Harry said lazily.
“Don’t you dare say his name, you filthy half-blood!” Umbridge snarled, pointing her wand at him. “Crucio!”
His eyes widened in horror, and Harry threw himself to the ground to avoid the curse. Suddenly, the group of Death Eaters from earlier joined the fight, launching spells at him as he got up and ran. Harry ran into the woods and dashed between trees to avoid their spells. All the while the Death Eaters launched curse after curse that severed branches and kicked up dirt around him when they missed.
He ran deep enough into the forest that Harry knew he might have lost them, and he jumped behind a large boulder, panting for breath as he held up his wand and searched for his attackers.
“Potter. Potter!” A sudden voice voice hissed, taking him by suprise.
Harry spun around, only to face the beautiful woman staring at him with wide eyes. She was one of his Professors, and the last person he expected to see. “P-Professor Sinistra?!”
“Quiet!” She hissed, looking over the rock they were both hiding behind. “I’m here to help you.”
“O-Ok.” He replied awkwardly, not knowing where she had come from. “Did Daphne send you?”
“Greengrass?” She frowned, looking confused. “No, I just had a feeling that Umbridge might pull something like this. Did she do something to Ms. Greengrass?”
“Umbridge kidnapped her to lure me out of the castle.” Harry answered, before a frown overtook his features. “I’m not sure we can beat all of them.”
“There’s always a way, Potter.” Professor Sinistra lectured him, before looking down. “Although I admit, fighting off a group of Death Eaters might be a bit much for me.”
He frowned, wondering just what he could do. Their current reminded him of back in third year when he had been chased through the forest by Lupin in his werewolf form. Yet this time, he doubted there was a time-turner that would solve all his problems. Even if Daphne was headed back to the school to get help, it wouldn’t arrive in time for him and Professor Sinistra to survive.
He thought of what to do, and the possible ways out. His mind for some reason flashed back to the special moments he spent with his older lovers, and the benefit he got from being with them. Both Julia and Narcissa had gifted him magic through sex, and it was the only thing he could think of that would get him out of his current situation.
After taking both of them for the first time and claiming their magic as his own, Harry had been able to go on for days using his most powerful spells while never feeling tired. It had been a unique way for him to gain power, but it wasn’t exactly something that was repeatable. It’s not like I have Narcissa or Julia around to ask for spare magic anyways.
His gaze suddenly went to the witch in front of him, easily the most beautiful professor in Hogwarts. Aurora Sinistra was too beautiful to be a professor, in his opinion, having a mature, buxom body under those robes that were just begging to be ripped away. He could tell she wasn’t as endowed as his other lovers, but she was still curvy enough to make any man lucky.
He swallowed thickly, knowing what he was about to say might get him killed. But between Voldemort’s Death Eaters and Aurora Sinistra, Harry would rather get killed by the latter option any day of the week. “Professor, I have an idea to get us out of here.”
“Yes?”
“Did you by chance read that article in the Prophet this morning?”
He knew it was a strange question to ask, and he saw here eyes flash with something strange. Was that jealousy? “I did.”
“Well, um…”
“Spit it out, Potter.” She ordered. “As long as it’s something that will help us, that is. I don’t want to hear about your love-life otherwise.”
“Well, that’s the thing.” He said. “Every time me and… my lovers are intimate, it helps us get stronger. So I was thinking that if you and I… you know… we would have enough strength to fight off the Death Eaters.”
“So you want us to…” She stared at him looking completely lost, before frowning. “You better not be taking me for a fool.”
“I’m not.”
“I swear, if this is just some way for you to get under my robes…” She sighed. “As far as I’m concerned, we’re about to die anyway, so if this might help, then we might as well.”
“At least look at the bright side, if we die, then at least we had fun first.” He joked, but Professor Sinistra just gave him a glare.
“Not funny.” She said dryly.
“Fine.” Harry sighed, then looking awkwardly at her. “So do you want to turn around, or…”
“This better work, Potter.” Aurora spun around and bent over, pulling her robes up to reveal her black panties. Harry licked his lips at the sight of her nice peach bum, no doubt formed over the years from walking up all the steps to the astronomy tower. He carefully pushed her panties down to reveal her pussy, before pushing down his own trousers and placing the head of his shaft at her entrance.
His cockhead made contact with her labia lips, and Aurora jolted at his touch. She turned around only to stare in open-mouth shock, her wide-eyes locked on his cock. “Oh my god…”
“What?”
“Are you kidding?” She looked incredulously at him. “That thing’s bloody massive!”
Harry growled, ignoring her look and instead pushing the head of his shaft in. The Astronomy Professor groaned, and his left hand went to her hip, while his other hand held his wand up to protect them from any attackers.
He started getting into a rhythm with her, thrusting into her bit by bit as he shoved more of his shaft into her. The woman moaned with each thrust, covering her mouth with her hand in an effort to stifle the noise.
“F-Fuck!” Professor Sinistra groaned, sweating profusely. “A-Are you close?”
He looked down, seeing he wasn’t even close. “I’m halfway in.”
“O-Only half?” She sounded faint. “How are you this big?”
Harry snorted in amusement, before his eyes widened in suprise. His wand suddenly sprung up. “Confringo!”
It was awkward to be casting while having sex, but he was still accurate enough to hit his target. A Death Eater that had gotten too close was blown away by his spell, and he heard yells in the distance as Voldemort’s thugs heard the commotion.
“They know where we are.” Harry said. “We’ll need to be quick, can you shield while I cast?”
“Y-Yes.” She moaned.
“Good.” He didn’t hesitate, immediately thrusting into the Professor with newfound vigor as he chased his release. Aurora went scrambling with his first thrust, nearly losing her wand from her grasp as she gasped for breath.
Harry continued pounding, letting his shaft fill and stretch out her insides. Aurora meanwhile scrambled to shield the first spell that came their way, and Harry grit his teeth as he launched his own set of spells at the first Death Eaters to find them.
All the while he thrusted into her, gripping her wide hips harshly as his thighs clapped against her arse. If it was anywhere else he would have thoroughly enjoyed fucking the Astronomy Professor, but here it was all about reaching his own release and claiming her magic.
Harry could feel it, the sensation of his own magic bonding to hers as he thrusted into her. Her magic jumped at him, practically begging for him to bond it to himself. Her magic was strong, stronger than most witches, but his was on a different level, and he knew that she would never be able to fully satisfy him.
Aurora, on the other hand, was just trying to survive the onslaught. That is, she was desperately shielding them from incoming spells as Harry plundered her poor pussy. “H-Hurry up, I can’t take much more!”
While it was true she couldn’t shield much longer against the Death Eaters, she also wasn’t sure she could last much longer with Harry pounding the shit out of her. She had sex before, more so before she became a Professor than after, but nothing like this. Sex with Harry was insane sex, back-breaking sex that came with his huge cock and ruthless pounding. Every thrust of his made her practically see stars, and she just knew those big balls of his would fill her to the brim with his seed.
And just when she felt like she couldn’t take it any more, she finally felt it, the touch of Harry’s powerful magic upon her body. It was too much power for her to handle.
Harry finally felt it too, the mountain that was Aurora’s magic reduced to a pebble at his might. Her magic was a flame, waiting for him to take it and make it his. With a motion, he reached out to her flame, and simply added it to his own pyre.
Aurora screamed in pure pleasure, and Harry gasped as he reached his release. He slammed his cock to the hilt in her, his balls thuddered, and his shaft expanded in size before releasing his load.
He came and came, filling her to the absolute brim until her stomach expanded and his cum poured out of her pussy. It leaked from the space between his cock and her tight walls, soaking both their crotches.
“Oh! Oh fuck! T-There’s so much! It’s to good!” Aurora rambled, her eyes wide in shock as her body gave up. It was only Harry’s grip, along with his massive cock holding her body up at this point.
Harry gave her a final thrust, and she moaned loudly before being slammed off his cock. She fell flat onto the forest floor, laying there in a fuck-stupid sweaty mess as Harry stood over her with his big hard cock like some sort of lewd conquerer.
His gaze snapped up to Malfoy and his Death Eaters, and he gained a menacing look. These were the men who had kidnapped Daphne to use against him, who had tried to kill or harm himself and Professor Sinistra, and they were Voldemort’s men. They were his worst enemies, the scum that wanted to harm him and his lovers, and they needed to die.
He was furious, more angry than he had ever been in quite some time. The events of the past couple months flashed through his mind, of Voldemort, of Umbridge, and finally of Daphne being kidnapped. He raised his wand, channeling all of his rage into his next spell. “Fiendfyre.”
Conjured flames erupted from his wand, and they consumed the two closest Death Eaters first. The flames swallowed them whole, as the rest of the Death Eaters ran away. There were only three left, and his Fiendfyre swallowed up trees, leaves, pinecones, and sticks as it chased after them. The three didn’t get far, and soon the fire consumed them as well before he finally put it out.
Taking Aurora really did give him the boost he needed. Harry knew that he couldn’t have beaten their attackers without her help, and would try to keep her close from now on. Well, Narcissa did want him to claim more women, after all.
“Crucio!” A familiar, ugly voice yelled, and Harry threw himself to the ground to avoid the curse.
Umbridge was back up, and his display of power had done nothing to throw her off. She followed up with a few more curses, and he easily dodged them before a new curse came from nearby and punctured her abdomen. The woman fell to the ground with a gurgled gasp, and clutched her midsection where blood poured from.
“I hated that bitch.” Professor Sinistra said, fully clothed, and walking out from behind a nearby tree. “Did you know that she and I were in Slytherin together?”
Ouch. Harry winced. No wonder she hated her then.
He looked around the destroyed section of forest, seeing if there was anyone else left. “I think that’s all of them.”
“There’s one more.” She said, waving her wand and levitating an unconscious Lucius Malfoy over from nearby. “I got him while you were taking care of the others. Thanks for that by the way.”
The Astronomy Professor gave him a sexy smirk, and he suddenly felt odd. Aurora Sinistra had always been the nicest Professor to him, and nowhere before had he seen this side of her. She was a lot more confident and dangerous than he imagined, and quite sexy. But there was the question of whether she wanted to be involved in his love-life at all.
“So do you want to go our own ways now?” Harry asked, not really knowing how his relationship with her would work out.
“Are you kidding?” Aurora raised an incredulous brow. “You can’t just fuck me and leave me dry, Potter. We’re definitely going to be seeing each other again. ”
A/N: Apologies that I was only able to get this chapter out this week, but hopefully it being a longer one makes up for it.
Comments
J T
Wow 🤯 this chapter was definitely different in a good way! Good chapter and i am looking forward to the next update!
yan boul
Good chapter is what the Fudge Ministry will survive this bomb.
Daeron Targaryen
This was the weirdest chapter I’ve ever read and I like it
