The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

Daniel is not good at words, but has an interesting soul.

When the night was quiet and everyone fell into a deep sleep, the 16-year-old boy sneaked out a small backpack from under the sofa.

Looking around like a thief for a while, he gently opened the zipper and took out the book and pencil from inside.

Under the dim light outside the window, he read and took notes seriously.

Anton walked over and glanced, yo

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