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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.6

Hogwarts-Crest“What about you, Albus? Have you ever thought about retiring?” Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagnold, leaned back into the over-stuffed chair in her office. For a man like Albus Dumbledore, she didn’t sit behind the symbolic desk of importance. She sat in a chair beside him, as an equal and a friend.

The older man chuckled softly, his hands folded in his lap. “If there was ever a moment that I was no longer needed to ensure the security and best serve Hogwarts… ” He paused as a wistful smile took a moment on his mouth. “Then I would quite enjoy finding some time to myself.” His chuckle turned into a full rolling laugh. “Though, what I would do with it, I do not know.”

“Where is that girl?” Millicent looked down the hall from the open door...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.5

Danny year 6 avie1Tommy sat on the edge of Danny’s bed and took a look around hospital wing. Kat had been taken by her parents to St. Mungo’s a few hours earlier. “So lad,” he turned back to Danny, giving the American Scot a sideways smile, “How you feeling?”

The Ravenclaw blinked slowly and yawned as he looked back and forth between his friends. “Whit th’ Hell happened?” he asked his brothers. “Ah remember the Great Hall but…” He looked down at his hands, flexing his fingers experimentally. The movement was jerky, almost like a nervous twitch. “Whit happened?”

“Ye wis poisoned.” Orlando was seated in a chair beside the hospital bed, slouched so low his head rested on the back of it. “The lat o ye. It wis slipped intae a few o the dishes an…” His shoulders shrugged a little...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.4

Orlando year 6 avie1The kitchens were in their standard amount of chaos and fantastic smells as Tommy and Orlando opened its door and slipped inside.

“Gerti’s Gentlemen!” The little house elf Gerti squealed at the sight of them, but with with notably less delight than they were accustomed. She rushed to the boys, “What can old Gerti do for her gentlemen?”

Tom smiled and hugged the little house elf. “Gerti, we’re actually here about what happened during lunch today.”

“Oh terrible,” Gerti rubbed her hands in the tea towel she wore. “Never, never has that happened as long as Gerti has been at Hogwarts.” As she said this tears welled up in her large eyes.

Orlando crouched down beside the matronly elf. “Thare, thare, guidwif,” he said and put an arm around her shoulders...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.3

Rose year 6 avie1Forster was doing his usual mid morning rounds. Having a free period meant he could help patrol the halls, which he was more than happy to do. He flipped his wand off-handedly as he walked down the Defense Against the Dark Arts corridor.

It was quiet down the hall, with no mid morning classes, but that was usually when trouble could happen. As he walked down, he thought he heard the sounds of yelling toward Professor Qasim’s office. Curious as to what would be causing the all the yelling, The Hufflepuff prefect crept closer to the Professor’s door. The closer he got to the door, the louder he felt his footsteps got. He started to shuffle his feet, sliding along the stone more and more toward the door...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.2

Laun year 6 avieQasim sat in his office. The flaming sconces on the wall flickered the gently quivering spots of light around, but the room remained heavy with its dark shadows. The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor steepled his fingers and looked down at the piece of parchment on his desk. His nostrils flared a little as he took a deep breath and sighed it away.

A knock rang from his door. “Come in.” He did not look up.

“You sent for us, Professor?” Tommy stepped into the room followed closely by Laun Orris-Whitmoor.

“I did.” Amen Qasim gestured to the chairs in front of him with an open palm. “Sit. Please.”

Laun took a seat quickly and Tom followed suit.

“What can we do for you, Professor?” Laun smiled widely.

Qasim folded his hands in front of him and looked at the two young men...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: Lines Drawn and Lies Told 3.1

Hogwarts-Crest“I do apologize Albus,” the Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher inclined his head toward Dumbledore, “I am needed in London all this week in order to give testimony in front of the Wizengamot in the trial of Thaddeus Morquette.”

“Ah yes,” the old wizard nodded gravely, “The so called last Death Eater, or at least if we were to believe the Daily Prophet.” A twinkle came to Dumbledore’s eyes as he smiled. “Which of course, I don’t.”

The African Wizard gave a low guttural laugh. “As you have made abundantly clear In our many, many years of friendship Albus. But my testimony is certainly needed and warranted to determine guilt or innocence, therefore I shall need to be there.”

“Of course, my dear Amen. Jurisprudence must always win the day...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.100

Céilidh year 6 avie1Dawn broke over Gryffindor tower, and particularly the sixth-year girl’s dormitory, entirely too bright and early for at least one occupant. Ceilidh tossed about, trying in vain to go back to sleep. After another half hour of cursing the tiny ray of light that streamed through a chink in her bed curtains, finding her eyes no matter how she tried to avoid it, the redhead finally gave up the ghost and got out of bed.

Finally dressed, the redhead stomped down the stairs and into the common room.

“Morning.” Tom smiled as he looked over an open daily prophet at his girlfriend.

Céilidh grumbled as she slumped into one of the couches. “Coffee afore ah hex ye.”

Tom rolled his eyes and flicked his wand...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.99

Rose year 6 avie1It wasn’t exactly normal homework. Winding her blonde curls into a knot at the top of her head, Rose stared down at the chart in front of her with a curious mixture of pride and discomfort. It was definitely up to her usual standards: detailed, neat, and slightly more comprehensive than the assignment had actually called for. But none of that could stop her from wanting to hide it from sight anytime one of her housemates passed by.

It was nearly time for another lesson with Professor Qasim. He’d been suitably impressed with the results of her first assignment. So impressed that he’d decided to, as he put it, stretch her a little. So she’d stretched. And now it was time to show him the proof.

With a sigh, the tiny Ravenclaw rolled up the parchment and set out for the Defense Against the D...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.98

Danny year 6 avie1The view of the grounds from the Ravenclaw dorm window revealed a nice blanket of snow. The perfect snow for snowman building, thought Danny. He grabbed a heavy coat and the scarf Nicolette had knitted him and dashed down the stairs.

The common room was almost completely empty, save for Rose who had quill in hand and was busily scratching at a roll of parchment. Danny grinned as a thought entered his head.

“Hey Rose…”

“Yes, Danny?” The tiny blonde set her quill aside and looked up at him.

“What’re ye workin’ on?” he asked leaning against the couch. “Ah wis gauntae gae ootside an’ mebbes build a snowman or somethin’.”

Very deliberately laying her arm across her parchment, a teasing smile blossomed across Rose’s face. “Well… I’d hate to think of you all alone out in the cold…”

Danny twirled ...

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Agents of MAGIC – Hogwarts Year 6: The Ties That Bind 2.97

Tommy year 6 avie1It was a usual morning weekday morning in the great hall as Tommy and Céildh walked blearily into the Great Hall. Tom stifled a yawn as he and Céilidh sat down at the Gryffindor table.

“You were up late.” Bill said with a laugh. “Long night of studying?” His eyebrow arched suggestively.

“If you must know,” Tom said with sleepy grumble, “We were up late working on some new strategies for our game with Hufflepuff coming up.”

“So that’s what they’re calling it these days.” Bill grinned mischievously until Céilidh’s foot connected with his shin.

“It’s tay early fur ye tae be an arse.” Céilidh snarled as she poured herself a cup of coffee.

“Okay, okay.” The redheaded prefect laughed as he rubbed his shin.

Danny strolled up and dropped into the seat next to Bill...

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