The Alchemist of Harry Potter

The rain has not stopped since the morning, and it has continued until now, and it even has a growing trend. The streets outside show signs of being flooded by rain.

Hermione sat alone in the room next to the entrance, flipping through the newspaper in her hand by the burning candle, and looked outside from time to time, as if expecting to see someone outside the street.

"Is this the price of exposing false lies?"

Flipping through the latest issue of the Daily Prophet, there is no

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