Hermione Granger-Weasley, Head Minister of Magic had been placed in a crystal tank, filled with a twirling pink and golden fluid that was supposed to put a stopper to death. The receipe of that particular potion had been created by Severus Snape, decades ago and Harry was just realising how much he owed to his former hated professor. "How long does she have?" asked Harry to the HeadMaster of Saint Mungo. The old man shook his head: "All eternity if that tank isn't disturbed, but only the creator of the kalarr can lift the curse and bring her back to life and honestly Mr Potter, I don't know how to reach to the High King of the dark elves. He's become the fabric of legends, and forgotten legends, that doesn't help. We'll be working night and day to try to find a solution, however now, I don't know how to achieve that."

THe uNcoUtH HeaThEn came stomping through your garden and  throwing pebbles at your critters

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Albino hedgie, tyvm Rose! xxx

Keeping an eye on this plate of tropical fruit :)

Sunday night sprinkle 🙂❤ Hi Rose. Sounds like you have got a lot done since you got home.
I am getting ready to go to my mom's for our Thanksgiving holiday, I need to get my suitcase packed. I probably need to do some laundry tomorrow to have everything I need.
Hope you sleep well and have a good Monday, I'm sure Tedi will be glad to come home. xxx