The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

Maybe there is no such thing as clothing in this world. Anton, who is so free and easy, stands there, as if the ragged prison uniform on his body has really become a striped fashion.

This child is holding a wand in one hand, as if he is stirring the most essential magic in the world, always with a certain rhythm at all times.

Facing so many big people, facing the gathering of these high-ranking wizards and top figures, facing so many scrutiny and even hostile eyes...

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