Once, I really wanted to hang out at Hogwarts, living a life of eating and dying, picking up girls, provoking professors, and violating school rules to find excitement.
If you’re in a bad mood, beat Voldemort; if you’re in a good mood, beat Voldemort; if you’re in a bad mood, sorry, Voldemort, I’ll beat you anyway!
Dumbledore, do you need me to twist your nose back for you, although it will hurt a bit.
Professor Snape, you are a good person, um, I said this very seriously.
Others, don’t mind me summarizing you with an ellipsis?
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Later, I grew up…
Then, I can’t find a way back anymore…
I would like to write this article to commemorate me or our lost youth. I think of running under the sunset that day…
Produced by melon seeds, it is absolutely finished!
