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Dulce joined them. "Exciting news about the foreign students, isn't it?" she said. "The Goblet is going to be put out tonight, at the feast." She glanced over at Draven. "I don't believe it; he's asked for HIA again," she sighed. "Surely he'd give himself one day off? It's the weekend!"
Faina set off with Pyotr at a purposeful walk towards the castle. She'd taken her fur cloak off and left it at the ship; tho the weather was chill, it was nowhere near cold enough to wear a cloak, especially not a fur one. ![]() |
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"True enough," Dulce replied with a sigh. "I only ever asked for HIA once, back last year before the Quidditch Cup final cuz Circe was making everyone on the squad practice obsessively and I just didn't have the time to do all my homework at once, so I asked for some in advance to get it out the way first."
Slytherin had won narrowly against Hufflepuff in the Quidditch Cup final last year; this year, of course, the Cup wouldn't happen due to the Triwizard Tournament taking place instead. Faina entered the castle. "Wow," she murmured as she looked about at all the portraits and suits of armour. "Bit different from back home, isn't it?" ![]() |
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"Yeah," Dulce replied. "It's probably a vain hope to think that he might take an interest in the tournament and leave off work for a change. We've got OWLs this year, true, but the tournament will finish long before our exams, so there'll be plenty of time for both."
Nashira said, "He probably will only come and watch if it's compulsary." "And all the hangings, and pictures!" Faina replied. Durmstrang had portraits on the walls, but nowhere near as many, and it was often cold in winter cuz the fires were only lit for magical purposes. ![]() |
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Nashira said, "That's cuz his parents make him work all thru the holidays." She shuddered at the thought and threw the end of a sugar quill into the lake. A few seconds passed, then a giant tentacle reached up from the depths and pulled it under.
Faina nodded and walked up a staircase. Once she and Pyotr had gotten to the top tho, the staircase started to move. Faina gasped and clutched the banisters. ![]() |
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