This book will contain sayings and learnings that I have encountered and learned throughout the years.

This is just me writing down what is on my head.

*trigger warning: strong language, depression, suicide, bullying, and abuse* 
Another day at school when Travis starts harassing you once again quotes like, "shut up, you faggot stop talking!" And "you don't deserve to live!" started to get to you. "Maybe he was right maybe if I do ki-," you thought as you run into the man of the hour, Travis. "Hey loser, you were who I was looking for." He says in a hurtful tone. 
"I don't want to see you th-" you trail off. As he picks you up by your collar. He drags you down the hall as your fight or flight kick in and you start trying to fight him kicking, punching you even bit him once. A teacher saw and told you to stop trying to pick a fight with someone you will not win to. She also sent you to the principals office. 
"You will be suspended for three days for hurting another student." She said in a calm tone. 
"What? You didn't do anything to Travis when he-" 
She cut you off saying," what's in the past is in the past, I'm calling your mother to tell her to come pick you up." 
You walk out. Running to the bathroom. " I can't cry at school again." You mumble to yourself. Your mom picks you up and doesn't say a word to you in the car or elevator and then like something clicks in her head starts to yell at you. "What the hell is wrong with you!?" You respond with," take me to a therapist or watch the cameras at school and you'll know!" 
"Don't tell me how to raise you!" 
"Fine just let me be like this all my life!" You yell as you stomp to your room. Maybe you should kill yourself maybe everyone would be happier? You didn't know and if you do it you wouldn't find out. Your mom knocks on your door and says she's going to dinner with her boss. And when she left you look to see if anyone else is there. No one was so you grab a razor and a screwdriver to get the blades out.  You got them out and started writing letters to: Sally, Larry, Ashley, Todd, Mom, and  Travis. Travis is the reason your doing this. You gave sally the bag full of letters and tell him to open them tomorrow. He said okay. 

You go to the bathroom and start cutting, red falls down, tears fill your eyes it hurts but it will not hurt for long. You feel dizzy when you hear bangs on the door before you can see who it is you 'fall asleep'.
 
Sorry this took so long.-Creater

The boy looked at jax with cold eyes the temperature suddenly dropped around us making my spine shiver. The silence was only for a few seconds but it felt like hours *cough cough* Psycho said. I looked this man up and down before my colour drained from my face and my fist clenched. I could only muster up the courage to say "you don't deserve to be here" as he looked into my eyes all I could seem to do was say "No one here likes you leave". I turned around to leave when I heard him say "your not my boss" I just laughed and looked at him "your not my man so don't pretend to be" I angrily said. I turned around and walked into the forest not know that I had already started to run in vamp speed and my eyes started to become wet and my jaw started to tighten. After about an hour of running I came to a stop when I saw a modern buildings a house it was painted white like snow. It had a garage and a door that was made out of thick wood with windows and a balcony around the back. As I got closer It had a lock it wasn't like any normal look it was in the shape of a heart. The perfect size that fit my necklace and the door unlocked as I walked in I entered the living room. It was huge it had two massive couches and a ND a really huge TV. I went down the hall where there was 2 rooms I entered the first room it was like my brothers but bigger. It had black walls and soft carpet a bed in the middle of the room it had blue sheets, there was a desk on the left wall it had some work onit. A closet   and a bathroom it even had a skate ramp unit for my brother to practice his skateboard tricks. I left the room to go further down the hall to see the second room I opened the door  to see a set of stairs in the middle of the room. I went to see what was on this floor and I saw a Guitar, a keyboard and a desk were I could write my songs and a couch on the wall.  On the opposite wall the was a room that had a microphone that any singer dreamed to have, it was a recording studio I smiled. I went to the stars and walked up them went I got to the top floor I saw a bed it was pushed against the wall the sheets on it were black and had splashes of colours on it. There was a bathroom on the other side of the room and a closet too there was a balcony that looked into the forest. There was photos on the wall and quotes written on them too I smiled and than I saw there was a slide in the room I ran to it. I looked down and couldn't see anything so I jumped on it and than I entered another room it had battle gear and weapons it had a punching bag. My smile started to spread from cheek to cheek, I went up the stairs and was in the kitchen and walked out the door and entered the lounge room. I was stunned this place was amazing I was in love with it I heard the door open and I jumped onto the roof to hide. "you know I was wondering when you found this place" Jax laughed I jumped off the roof and laughed "do you like your room" had asked "I love it" I smiled.

Villa 7

Louie and his friends are having their breakfast at the garden; this became his morning routine a few weeks ago after the Vallini's occupied the Villa 8. He loves to eat his breakfast at the garden for he can listen to the morning music being played from his neighbor, even though he didn't know who is playing of whatever instrument it is….. The only thing he likes the most is the free music. Last night is a quite joyful for him, it seems that the Vallini's have guest for they played too many songs and for him and to his friends they thought that there is a mini concert at that Villa. 

Now they can hear a piano being played; "Love Affair by Ennio Morricone" Yuan blurted out. "What did you say?" Ethan ask him back; "The title of the music that we can hear is Love Affair by Ennio Morricone" said Yuan. "How did you know?" Ethan asked him again; "It was the music being played by Ms. Luna at the grand piano here at the Villa on the day I went here to ask her to sign the divorce paper. She played it skillfully and her tears are flowing to her face" Yuan informed them. 
Louie stared to Yuan as he spoke to them "Yuan, Am I that bad to Luna? Am I a jerk to her?" Yuan just gave him a faint smile. "All I know Sir is, Ms. Luna loves you so much, she even prepares your lunch which she ask Old Driver Lu to deliver it to you regularly. That is the same lunch whom you ate with Ms. Sofia. She even prepare something for me back then" Yuan informed him. "Why didn't you tell me that it came from Luna" Louie ask Yuan. "Why Louie….Why do Yuan must tell you that….. If you knew it came from Luna will you eat it?" Kim ask him; He just remain silent for they all know the answer to it. Louie just sighed deeply as he can't imagine that he was too cruel to Luna. He didn't appreciate everything she have done for him. 
"Yuan, I would like to work here at home for now. Please go to the office and get all the things that we need to look on especially the documents about the collaboration of my company to the companies of the Vallini's and Vendari's. Ethan and Kim please do stay here also, we still need to get the information about the two hackers" Louie ordered them as he wants to get rid to his brains what Autumn told him yesterday. As Per Louie's order all four of them work together at Villa 7 as they were immerse to their work they didn't know that there will be a surprise awaits for Louie Chen.
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Villa 8, Twins Bedroom

The twins just woke up as soon as the early sunshine brighten their room; their room was big enough to accommodate their beds, computers, musical instruments and some books. The twins are geniuses at the age of 4, they are the brains of hacking of HADES and since the name of the organization is HADES their code names are named after the children of the Greek God HADES. Amber and Scarlet trained both of them to become a professional hackers but the adults didn't realized that they become too powerful children in the computer world. 

"Any updates to our work yesterday my beautiful sister" Winter ask his sister as his stretch his body as he sits down from his bed. "Nope my handsome brother" Dawn answered her brother; "Let's freshen up first and eat our breakfast and do our tricks to our so called "FATHER" what do you think?" Winter questioned again his brother….. And Dawn look to his brothers eyes as they seemed have a connection and suddenly an evil laugh and giggles was heard to their room. 

As the twins get themselves ready and went to ate their breakfast, they already knew that the adults are very busy to their own works and since they don't go to school in this City, both of them asked permission to their mother that they have to go their room as they need to practice for their performance to the event their elders are planning. But at the back of their mind they want to give Louie Chen a headache…. A headache without cure nor can't be cured... The evil smile can be seen to their faces. "Bunnies, be lenient to whatever you will do….. Don't be cruel" Ryder reminded them as he can feel the evil deeds of the twins. The twins giggled and nod the head.

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TWINS BEDROOM

Sitting in the chair and facing two big screens each. The twins are immersed to their work, Dawn is busy composing puzzle quotes and sayings while on the other screen she is downloading some songs that is especially dedicated to the unspoken words of their mother to Louie Chen. While Winter is busy encoding some codes, he wants to penetrate the security system of the Chen Corporation and on the other screen is the satellite images of Villa 7. 

Dawn: "Handsome brother, didn't mom told us that one of the songs she dedicate to our so called father is "Say You'll Never Go by NEOCOLOURS". Winter nodded.

Winter: "Try downloading the song It's wrong for me to stay and love you by Pia Zadora I think it's one of the proper song for them…. For mom's message to him try sending some mom's pictures when she is pregnant with us". 

Dawn: hhhmmmmmI think I'll just put the lyrics also. Winter nodded.

As Dawn made a video presentation of their mother together with their baby pictures, from the sonogram to the time of pregnancy up to the time of their birth….. Everything is included but the song was kept n repeating. Dawn is cruel when it comes to rocking someone's brain. 

It's Wrong For Me To Love

Fate led you straight to me
You came and suddenly
I was weak beyond control
I had given you my soul
My life was no longer mine.

I love you more than life itself
I never loved anyone else
I've tried to stop myself so many times
It hurts me
A love like ours
Where can it go?
I must be strong
'Cause now I know
It's wrong for me to stay and love you.

One life won't let let love grow
It has no place to go
So you tell yourself be strong
But the world tells you you're wrong
'Cause life has the final say.

A love like ours
Where can it go?
I must be strong
'Cause now I know
It's wrong for me to say
Wrong for me to stay
And love you
And love you.

After the presentation a message pops – up and the girl knew that their so called father will surely turn this city upside down.

Dear Mr. Louie Chen;

We are the children of Luna Su, and we are fraternal twins. We don't want to cause any trouble to you and to your wife Sofia Su Chen (our mothers step sister, the woman truly love and ready to fight for). We just want to inform you that we are the result when you donated your sperm to our mother's womb.

We just want to inform you that we are here and alive. We don't want you nor ask you to acknowledge us, we also don't want your money. Actually you already lost us when you let our mother signed those papers.

Oh yeah, before we forgot we are born September 17, the day when you got married to your precious Sofia.

Thanks for the sperm Louie Chen

Macaria and Zagreus

Dawn: brother look at the piece of art that I've made, do I still need to put some other things?

Winter watch the presentation and read the letter, "I'm not satisfied my beautiful sister" he told his sister as he wants to add more flame. "You add the one I've made okay" he added. Dawn waited for her brothers' art material and when she added the letter and the song she giggled as it looks like she was torturing someone.

The message that Winter made states that: "It's not easy to heal the pain, Love has broken many people's hearts, you've broken my heart into bits of pieces. But how many is many? Could it be as often as bringing your sick, tired and broken heart to the tailor to be mended? Whatever it could be, but for sure, my heart could never be.

On a cold winters night the only sound of a violin playing a very popular song. The servants knew that the Madam of the house is lonely again. It's Christmas and yet their master is having fun with his mistress... 

This will be the day you will regret everything, Louie Chen... You, your family and my family, 
will regret it... And when that day comes I'm no longer the person you have met... 

The documents have been signed and it is already on the nightstand table; the divorce papers; the agreement documents that he can't take anything from her whether it is a living or non-living thing. The only treasures that she has are her violin, flute, the necklace with infinity pendant that her grandfather gave to her, and her sketchbooks.

She doesn't want anything from him, and his family. She will leave everything that he bought for her..... From clothes, shoes to pieces of jewelry... She doesn't want any alimony. 

All the servants help her packed her things; even though she only got 2 bags. She gave them a simple gift from her as they become her family even though it is not blood-related. 

At exactly midnight Luna left the Chen Mansion... She hailed a taxi and went directly to a train station. She will be going to City F; from there she will start her new life.

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Two Eurasian tree sparrows fluttered through an open window and alighted on the white marble windowsill. They chirped at each other, twitched their pure white-cheeked heads, then skimmed back to the torrid atmosphere.

Elizabeth Euler, dressed in typical housewife clothing, green and blue striped dress with a red apron, prowled across the gray rug, picking up the compressed Cheetos bags on the floor by the desk next to the open window. "What a mess you've become." She joked as she threw the garbage in the stainless-steel trash can and glanced at Francis Euler lying supine on his upholstered sleigh bed. She was almost as tall as Francis and had long braided brown hair.

Francis shifted his body to his right, dangling his right arm off the bedside and almost touching the 4-drawer bedside table with his fingertips. On top of the table, a white digital alarm clock blared when the time read 7:00 a.m, waking Francis up from his peaceful dreams. He raised his head from his white firm pillow, pulled the bed cover off his hairy legs, then stood up from the bed to stop the alarm clock.

"I'm so tired," Francis growled as he adjusted his groin in his gray woven boxers and stomped his way to the bathroom on the other side of the bed, without noticing his mother in the room. He was very tall and had short sides with medium-length brown hair on top.

Mrs. Euler stealthily made Francis's bed, then threw his worn clothes, black cotton sweatshirt, and black jogger pants hung on his gaming chair, in the white laundry basket by the beige foldable closet doors. After she heard the toilet flush and Francis opening the sink water, she knocked on the bathroom door. "Honey, after you're out of the bathroom and done dressing, come down for breakfast. I made your favorite bacon and eggs combo."

"Okay, Mom. I'll head down when I'm done brushing my teeth." Francis gargled and spat out the water, then closed the sink water and opened the door. "I just need to get—" He noticed the tidiness of his bedroom when he merged out of the bathroom, then groaned. "Come on, Mom. I keep on telling you that you don't have to clean my room. I'm not five anymore. I can do everything on my own."

"I'm sorry, dear. I want to speed up the process, so we can talk about the first day of your freshman year while we eat. I'm getting excited thinking about it."

"Whatever, then. I see that you threw my clothes from yesterday in the laundry basket." Francis wore black jogger pants, black socks, and a red, long-sleeves t-shirt taken from his 2-door wooden wardrobe. "How's the weather?"

"Well, Nathaniel called twenty times last night." Mrs. Euler paused for a moment and looked visibly concerned. "Are you sure you don't want to answer him anytime soon? Because he seems eager to hang out. I get that you were busy all summer, trying to get a job, but at this point, you are just avoiding your best friend, let alone, your only friend."

Francis, fully dressed, walked down the squeaky staircase to the dining room with Mrs. Euler. "I see that the weather's quite stormy." He sighed, raising his hand to scratch his forehead. "He does nothing but wastes my time that I could use to do something more meaningful like pursuing Computer Science. I'm seriously tired of him. Honest to god. The only reason why I don't want to— Air quotes. "hang out." – is that his definition of hanging out is to annoy the hell out of me by going on vexatious adventures." Francis sat on a dining room chair as Mrs. Euler brought bacon and eggs on a white glass plate and stainless-steel knife and fork to the table. "They aren't adventures. It's all pretend for us, or him, at least. I stay by, pretending to play fantasy with him.

Mrs. Euler brought her breakfast and sat on a chair next to Francis's. "If you genuinely find this convoluted relationship vexing and troublesome, just say that you don't want to hang out anymore."
"You don't think I've tried? He was hurt when I declared the end of our friendship. He looked hurt, at least. He was sobbing and shaking, and then he ran off."

Mrs. Euler took the plates and the dirty utensils to the kitchen sink after they finished their breakfast, then poured some orange juice into a glass. "And, he's still treating you as his best friend. What happened?"

Francis drank the glass with five gulps, then reached for the television remote on the marble kitchen countertop. "Nathaniel came back to me the next day, bringing out his hand-drawn map of the woods from his pocket. He started to babble about where to go after school. It was as if the shit that I said the day before didn't faze him. That was the last time I tried to break up with him. At that point, I gave up and let this insecticide wilt the flowers in my garden of happiness." Francis proceeded to the living room with Mrs. Euler following. "It's time to go now."

"I hope you'll have a wonderful first day of high school, honey." Mrs. Euler firmly grasped Francis's body and kissed his cheeks. "Tell me how your day had been when you come back."

"Will do." Francis escaped from his mother's grasp and headed toward the gray shoe rack by the front door.

"Another thing. I'll go to the clinic for a medical examination. I'll come back a bit late so that you could eat the leftovers from last night."

Francis wore his favorite black Nike shoes and hugged his mother before departure. "Don't worry about me. I told you this. I'll take care of myself until you come back."

"Love you!"

"I love you too, Mom." Francis opened the front door and stepped out of the house.

Darkness. Absolute darkness.

Francis couldn't see anything. He frantically craned his neck to look behind him. Mrs. Euler, the shoe rack, the 'welcome' mat, and the shoe closet were gone. The darkness completely engulfed Francis.
"Mom? Where are you, Mom? Mom?!" Francis waited for a response. Nothing. Not even an echo. "What's going on? Mom? Where are you?"

The sound of blaring sirens echoed into Francis's ears. He cupped his ears with his hands to prevent the vibration from popping his eardrums. Blood poured out, flowed down his forearms, and dripped from his elbows. Francis started to hyperventilate. Not being able to control his breathing, he gripped onto his shirt only to unclench his blanched fist and to leave a bloodstain in the middle of his shirt. He bowed down and slammed his forehead on the ground.

Francis screamed in agony until the noise died down, and the soft sound of a news reporter unintelligibly describing a car crash echoed into Francis's ears. He could only perceive a couple of words. "Car crash. Fatal. Head-on. Euler."

"Euler? Wait! What do you mean by that? What happened to my mom? Car crash? Is she dead? I don't know what's going on." Francis hysterically attempted to move his feet out of his stationary position.

No luck.

Then, Francis could hear bawling. He jerked his head around to find the direction the cry was coming from until the noise amplified, and Francis concealed his ears again. "What the actual fuck is going on? Help me! Anyone, help me please!"

Soon after, Francis heard a familiar voice, and the loud noise abated. "I came here as soon as I could. I'm sorry that I couldn't get here sooner. I was preoccupied. Don't worry. I'm here to comfort you. Everything would be fine. Everything would be fine. Shhhhh. Everything. Would be. Fine. Here. Come here. I'll help you to ease the emotional pain."

"Nathaniel? Is that you? Where are you? Hello? Can you hear me?"

The voice diminished. Francis entered a state of ravage and bewilderment. His sullen face paled, and he fell to his knees. His speech and movement were impaired.

He could only wait for someone to rescue him.

Shortly after, a drop of heavy rain fell on Francis's head, then poured down with full force. Francis still struggled to make sense of what's happening. Nathaniel's soft voice murmured into Francis's ear. "I've brought an umbrella for the rain, so you don't have to be soaking wet when you go home. Don't worry, Francis. I'm here now."

The rain subsided. Francis cupped his drenched face with his shaking hands and sobbed in confusion. A fluorescent light beamed on Francis, then illuminated the surrounding. Francis stood up and turned around after he heard heavy footsteps from behind. He couldn't see anything, but he knew something was coming near – something filled with bloodlust.

Then Francis woke up.

"Second chances are rare, so take them when you get them." ~ME (unless someone finds the quotes from the original quoter.)

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"Liam, Liam."

Liam woke up when he heard his mother calling out. He opened his eyes and saw a beautiful young woman dressed in a blue victorian gown. She had beautiful blue eyes that complimented her fair skin and her blonde hair.

"Good morning mother." he greeted her from his bed rubbing his eyes.

"Jeez, wake up now and get dressed, your father is leaving for his journey to the capital you have to give him a farewell." she pulled his sheets.

"Can't this be done by my other siblings, they are always eager to impress father."

His mother seemed dishearted and she shifted her eyes towards the floor.

"Okay! I will go and greet him farewell for his safe journey." Liam rolled his eyes and uneagerly agreed to her.

"I knew you would agree," His mother expression changed in an instant and she gave him a wide smile, "Now go and wash your face mother will prepare the clothes that you will be wearing."

"Okay," Liam unhappily agreed now that he realized he was tricked by his mother.

Liam washed his face and faced a mirror, he saw a face that resembled his mother. He can't recall his past life but he was sure he wasn't this good looking. He would always thank his mother for his good looks whenever he stood before a mirror.

Liam was the third son of a baron from a small barony. His father ruled over an area that had around 7000 people. However, Liam did not have any claims to his father's inheritance. He was the third son of a baron with a small land and population. Naturally, the barony would go to his eldest step-brother.

Liam had 5 siblings, four siblings who are older than him, and a younger sister. He was the only child from his mother while the rest of his siblings came from his stepmother.

Liam's mother was the first wife of his father but she was barren. It was a miracle that he was born and which is why he was spoiled by her. He could feel that his mother felt guilty that she wasn't able to give birth to him sooner, she knew that if she did then the relationship between Liam and his father would've been better.

"Liam come here quickly." His mother called for him.

She sounded urgent so Liam instantly wiped his face with a towel and left the bathroom.

"What is it mother?" he asked when he entered his room.

"Look at these clothes," her eyes glittered, "Aren't they adorable." she held the clothes in her hands showcasing a vibrant dress.

Liam's face twitched as he gave a displeasing look to the clothes. The dress that his mother held was woven with bright colored fabrics and decorated with precious metal strings.

"I think I will stick to my regular wardrobe."

"Why? Mother worked really hard picking these clothes." She pouted while playing with the buttons on the dress.

"You know I don't like vibrant colors right?"

"I know but look at these," She pushed the dress into his face, "How can you say no to that?"

In Liam's eyes, she acted like a mother trying her best to convince a child that the clothes she spends hours choosing for him to wear were the best.

Liam could feel the energy coming from her eyes daggering him into submission.

"I will wear them, okay." He said while snatching the dress from her hands.

"I knew you'd like them." A mischievous smile appeared in her face.

"I don't like it but I will wear them because I love you." Liam was embarrassed and his face started to flush.

"Oh, Liam." She raised her hands and pulled Liam into her chest and started rubbing her face over his hair.

"Just let me go." Liam shifted his eyes away from her breast.

"I need some skinship with my son." She said in a childish voice and started kissing all over his face.

"Please mother stop kissing me." Liam tried to push her away but her grip was stronger than Liam.

"Heeheehee." Liam heard someone giggle and shifted his eyes towards the source of the voice.

Liam saw a maid failing at hiding herself behind the door. His face lit red as he struggled to remove himself from his mother's grip.

"Mother I am serious please let me go-"

Liam was a criminal who died after killing 15 men in a knife fight and was reincarnated as the third son of a baron. He hates how his father treats his family which leads him to become independent and focus on creating his own empire.

The Grand Abode was sanctification of anything related to Luminous Church in Ercas Mir and a bit of stuff connecting to the Holy Palace. Its rooms and halls held in glorious exhibition pictures, sculptures and scriptures of important figure to the church, holy places, interpretation, even of The Almighty. There were quotes, hymns, sayings and more to bask the spirit in. It had libraries of all sorts of literature, prayer rooms and absolution cells for the wicked who seek salvation.

Zax, as well as a hundred and sixty four contenders, was accommodated on the second floor of the Grand Abode. Since every room in the huge structure was practically a giant hall, for the period of the Elite Tryouts, each hall was split into several private chambers that were quite decent, also preserving the consecrated ambiance of the church.

"You may stroll freely within the first three storeys of the Grand Abode. If you need anything, there are postulants everywhere who will gladly attend any of your requests". Sister Juliet explained. "Also, his grace the Archbishop and Cardinal Northstar have decided to put on display, at the third floor, the second and first prizes, Solar Basil Leaf and Diluted Element, to encourage the competitive spirit of your, brave participants".

When they heard it, a silent vibe passed through the hundred and sixty five contenders.

'They are kept at the third floor?!' Zax wanted to very much go and see them right now. 'They must be guarded by formations or\ and members of the church…' His mind reeled, not by imagination the conditions they are presented in, but if he should try to steal them, anyway, after the Galactic Communicator. The Solar Basil Leaf was completely useless to him, at best it could be counted as a gift. The Diluted Element, on the other hand… if he is just a bit lucky, it may not contribute to his bottlenecks of insight, by maybe it will allow him to compensate for some of the hundred tons dark attribute's essence he is in need for. 'I'll best know what I can do after getting the Galactic Communicator'.

"Everyone", Sister Juliet drew the attention back to her. "At seven o'clock Archbishop Silternja has invented all of you to a gala dinner. Attendance isn't mandatory, but it will make his grace very happy if you could all come". Sister Juliet finished the guiding tour of the first and second floors and left.

The contenders dispersed as they got the freedom back. Some went directly to the third floor, to get a sense of the two prizes, others left to pick chambers. Zax was with the latters.

The chambers were not divided by the church. The contenders could pick whichever they wanted by simply taking the key out of the door of the chamber they selected.

Zax, naturally, picked a place at the second floor, not far from the stairway to the third floor.

There were formations everywhere in the Grand Abode which he did not dare to openly examine. Only those in his chamber he inspected with his Soul Sense, relieve to find out that their purpose is just to maintain the contenders' privacy.

"There are three hours before dinner. I should go check the prizes". Leaving his chamber, Zax crossed along the way contenders who either came down the third floor or had the same idea as him.

The Solar Basil Leaf and Diluted Element were on display at the end of a hall on the third floor. Zax found them with directions from a young postulant. They were both under the same transparent, square casing. An elderly, green mustached third level Martial Moral priest stood next to the casing, giving some explanations about the two prizes to viewing contenders, seemingly intend to never leave the post.

The Solar Basil Leaf was in the shape of regular basil's leaf, but had a brimming texture and hue like the sun in high noon. The Diluted Element was a mere drop of gray liquid, kept inside a clear, crystal bead.

'Formations embedded to the casing probably block the fluctuations from spreading'. Zax suspected. Without being able to feel the fluctuations of the two prizes, he could only gouge their appearance, which told him nothing of their worth, unless treated as decoration. 'A third level Martial Mortal…' He stared at the priest, pretended to listen to his narrating the origin and other details of the prizes. His light of sight shifted to the wall behind the casing. 'Behind is the outside. If I'll use my full strength, beating the priest will not be a problem, but breaking the casing's and the walls' formations…' It posed a risk unrelated to stealing the Galactic Communicator. He could afford giving it a try only if it would be on his escape route.

In averaged each contender spent five to ten minutes looking at the two prizes, listening to the priest and contemplating in his or her heart.

With more than two hours of nothing particular to do, Zax closed his eyes, enters his Inner Panorama and began to review today's experience. Although it was not much of a hurdle, the Shelter Of Heroes was, in the end, a utilization of light attribute energy and its application, the conjuring of near sentient constructs, was both complex and profound method he could learn from. 'Even if it's a property of the light attribute, I might still gain something from it…'

…

The Grand Abode's dining hall was reserved for the high level members of the church, third level Martial Mortals and above, and the guests contenders.

Three long tables were arranged for the contenders, a table in front of them was prepared for the third level Martial Mortals priests and nuns and a meter tall platform had one table, reserved saved for the church's highest echelon.

When Zax and the other contenders arrived, they were welcomed by postulants and showed to their seats. Shortly after them came the third level Martial Mortals priests and nuns, twenty five in number. Next enters a small group of four women and two men, who waited in standing beside the seats of the platform's table. Last to arrive were Archbishop Silternja, Cardinal Northstar and the young priest and nun who sat with them during the attribute understanding trial, Sister Iaura and His Young Eminence.

"Participants of our Luminous Church's nineteenth Elite Tryouts, as your host, I thank you for sharing your presence with us this evening". Archbishop Silternja opened with a joyous smile. "I assume that most of you accepted the invitations of myself just to give this old man some face, and already been told and exposed to the holiness of our church. Therefore, cease your concern, I will not wantonly run my mouth and bore you, too much". He laughed and exuded a pleasant atmosphere that was difficult to disregard. "For this evening I'll only say a simple grace before we eat and make a small introduction that a few of you might find beneficial in the future".

Postulants entered the dining hall holding trays filled with delicious aroma of a variety of dishes. The tables already had glasses, plates and cutlery in front of every contender's seat, so diners only needed to reach out and carry to their plate or pour to their glass what they wanted to eat or drink, after Archbishop Silternja's grace.

As food and drinks were placed on the tables, Archbishop Silternja got up from his seat in a manner that attracted everyone's attention and turned to His Young Eminence, who retained the seat right to him. "Everyone, this young man names is 'Stelero Mars', an Ascended Elite of the Holy Palace, otherwise and more appropriately referred to by 'His' or 'Your', 'Young Eminence', a future Immortal".

There was no sound in the dining hall other than Archbishop Silternja's voice and the dishes being put on the tables, but still there was a feel of something clamorous burying in the air. Nearly all the contenders were deeply shocked by His Young Eminence's identity and even some of the church members were surprised by learning his name.

"The top ten participants in the Elite Tryouts, should they choose to accept, will receive the opportunity to follow back with His Young Eminence to the Holy Palace, a trip of eight years from Ercas Mir". Archbishop Silternja stated on purpose.

Even if they had the potential, accompanying an already Ascended Elite, a future Immortal, for eight years… if they will be able to befriend him, no! Just have him acknowledge their existence their Martial path would definitely prosper!

The contenders were all Core Masters at the Peak of the second level or higher. If Zax was the sole one among them with his path already paved, than the rest could not be blamed for being goaded by the notion of a backer.

"In the Holy Palace things such as Diluted Element and Solar Basil Leaf are still rare, but in comparison to their availability in Ercas Mir", Archbishop Silternja. If there was any level of availability of them in Ercas Mir and it was all in his hands, would Luminous Church have to treat the other four powers as equals? "In the Holy Palace they, and many other treasures, are at least attainable. You can obtain them by taking on assignments, but it will be easier if you'll early on know a prominent figure". He raised his head to the contenders and chuckled. "I know, I'm not exactly being subtle, but let me tell you this… In all of the Elite Tryouts the five powers held through the years, this is the first time an Ascended Elite has attended and even dined with the participants". He lowered his voice, letting his word sink and the meaning behind them be clear.

Promising a "small introduction", Archbishop Silternja countenance turned solemn. Suddenly all members of the church and Holy Palace stood on their feet and the postulants, who finished serving, mimicked their straight posture.

"We thank The Almighty for blessing us with this meal and company for young and adult, Mortals and future Immortals".

"We thank The Almighty". Everyone answered.

The contenders were not force to partake in the grace, but among them were members of the church who naturally followed suit.

Archbishop Silternja sat and the dinner began.

…

Though they were rivals, friendly interaction during dinner was unavoidable, especially when thirteen of the diners were members of the church who were smart enough to collaborate with Archbishop Silternja. Few were those like Zax that stayed mostly occupied on their plate and glass. By the end of the evening, though, even they, for one reason or another, memorized two or three names.

"You are willing?" Bogon asked with apparent delight. During dinner, the gray tortoise was not idle. He sought all the bodily cultivators among the contender and extended the same offer he made to Zax.

As he was leaving the dining hall, Zax approached him and accepted the exchange.

"Yes, but tomorrow evening". Zax nodded with the grim look of his fake semblance.

"Right. It's a bit late, but fine". Bogon said. "Tonight I can't anyway and tomorrow morning I'm actually also not sure…" Of the seven other contenders who exclusively cultivated their body or doubled with mist cultivation, two agreed to his offer and eventually decided on a triple exchange. Bogon was uncertain if Zax would like to join them. He did not suggest since he could not predict how Zax will react and he already agreed to his offer.

Zax parted ways with Bogon, returning to his chamber.

'I can't tell him about Grandmaster's refinement technique or senior Gid's Bone And Muscle Transformation, but I accumulated enough knowledge over the years from Master and Grandmaster, practicing the bodily maneuvers and cultivating the Seven Stages Of Bodily Refinement. Coming up with something that will not fell short of the best Ercas Mir has to offer in field should not be that much of a challenge. Perhaps by adding Bogon's insights and what I can keep figuring from the experience in the Shelter Of Heroes, I'll be able to improve my dark maneuver, if not my understanding of the worldly dark attribute energy…?'

Catastrophe occurs. Humanity and beasts escape to a world beneath the earth. Discoveries are made and humans and beasts transcends. Years pass… Wars shape the territories and sovereign forces in the new world, below the earth. In this world where the strong is dominant, a boy with great potential and aspirations for strength is born. Will this boy strive and achieve his dreams? Or will he be crushed by the callous Martial world?

When the photoshoot was done, the photographer approached Axenn and Liya.

"Are you really not a model?" He asked.

Liya was confused but she still smiled. "No, Mister."

"Then, do you want to become one?"

The photographer's question surprised not only Liya but everyone else. This man was notorious for being rude. Sure, he was calm before a shoot starts but once it does, he becomes vulgar. He never sugar-coats his words, he makes female models cry, he was a savage! But companies ignored it as he was the best at his job. Every photo captured by him became a big hit.

And here he was, being nice, even offering someone relatively unknown to become a model. Everybody was aghast.

Axenn, on the other hand, looked calm as if he already expected it to happen. He did, though. He was shocked to the bones midway through the shoot. As a model himself, he knew what state Liya was in. It was something only legendary supermodels were able to do, and Liya did it unknowingly, on her first time nonetheless.

Rex Craigen, the rude savage popular photographer, was poaching his sis-in-law!

"Thank you for the offer, sir. And I'm flattered that my amateur performance somehow met your standards. But I would have to decline, I don't see myself as a celebrity, what more a model. You might have liked what I've shown today, but I might fail the next time. This is just beginner's luck, for sure." Liya politely declined and explained.

Rex Craigen was still reluctant to let go of Liya. He took out his contact details and handed it to her. "This is my card. Elegance will be launched in 2 weeks. Contact me if you change your mind."

Liya, again, thanked him. She kept the card though she was thinking she won't have any use of it. Boy oh was she so wrong.

"Mr. Visani, good job today. I'll be seeing you more in the future." Rex Craigen turned to Axenn before excusing himself.

Axenn just stood there. He didn't even give his thanks as he pondered over Rex Craigen's words. He was praising him right? And what did that seeing him in the future mean? Did Rex Craigen just implied he'd want to work together with him again soon?

"Shut your mouth before a fly goes inside." Liya amusedly said. Then she walked towards the dressing room.

When Liya came out of the bathroom, Axel was already dressed in casual clothes.

"Sis-in-law, are you going home?"

"No. I'm going to fetch Jacob first. And don't call me sis-in-law. I'm not married to your brother."

Yet. Axenn mused. "Okay, then I'll just call you sis."

Liya was speechless. Sis your head! Since when did I have a childish brother?

…

Liya and Jacob went to Fain Group after school for lunch.

While cooking, Liya sent a text to Axel.

Liya: Don't forget to eat your lunch.

Axel: Okay. I'll see you guys tonight.

Axel initially planned to continue working but since his wife told him to eat his lunch, then as an obedient husband, he would eat.

He pressed a button on the intercom. "Where's my lunch?"

"Ah? Sir, there's no lunch." His assistant answered.

"Why not?"

"...Sir...you don't eat lunch." His assistant was getting antsy. Is he gonna get fired for something not his fault?

Oh.

"From now on, I'll eat lunch. Get me something to eat." Axel ordered. Whatever his wife says goes.

The assistant breathe a sigh of relief. Thankfully he didn't get reprimanded, or worse, fired. His boss was usually very unreasonable. He immediately ordered a lunch set.

…

"Liya, have you thought through everything? Is your relationship with Axel Visani serious? Jacob already calls him "Daddy"." Liem inquired. He can't help but be worried about his little sister.

Jacob had earphones on, watching another educational film.

"What does serious mean? Are you asking if we like each other? I don't know if I like him, but I am attracted to him. As for Jacob, I'm getting quite worried too."

Liya wasn't sure what her feelings for Axel were. She only ever had one relationship before him and it was absolutely horrendous. She had nothing to compare it with.

People liked to say, if you're happy with someone, then that's how you know it's him.

Liya didn't get it.

In her relationship with Zeke, she was happy when he didn't ignore her messages and calls. She was happy when he wasn't late, or absent, on their dates. She was happy when he wasn't in a bad mood. She had her happy times, but it didn't end well with him. That quote... how unreliable!

People also liked to say, if you get jealous when he's with someone else, then you like him.

She always felt jealous during her relationship with Zeke. That guy was always with someone else! But again, it didn't end well. Another unreliable quote!

With Axel, she feels happy almost every time she's with him. But she didn't think she would be jealous if he's with someone else. According to the hearsays, did that mean she liked him and didn't like him at the same time? What kind of crap was that? 

But those quotes didn't seem reliable anyway. Maybe what she needs is a love expert? But she didn't have a friend who was married and in love. What now? Sighhh.

Liem saw his sister deep in thoughts. She would also wrinkle her brows every now and then.

"As long as you're happy." Liem told her.

Liya's jaw dropped. Brother! Can you not?

Having been through something as unbelievable as being reborn, it mattered not even the tiniest bit to her how it happened. Only one thing was on her mind:

She had her baby back.

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The little bun has been watching his mom. "Where's Daddy's morning kiss?" Jacob asked.

Axel quickly seconded. "Uhuh, where's mine?"

Liya giggled to their antics. Jacob was innocently clueless while the other one was shameless. She walked up to Axel and kissed his cheek, but at the last moment he turned to her, resulting to their lips touching.

"Mmhh, what a good morning indeed." Axel commented. Liya just giggled again.

"Hey, that's not fair." The two saw Jacob pouting. Why did he only get a kiss on the cheek?

"Jacob, you should only kiss someone's lips if you want to marry the person. So from now on, Mommy's lips only belong to me. Understand?" Axel explained to the little child, his tone was serious but his eyes contained mirth.

Jacob nodded. "Got it, Daddy!"

"Save your lips for the right girl, alright?"

"Okay, Daddy! I'll keep it in mind."

"Good boy." Axel praised him and the little kid earned another pat on his head.

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Looking at the smile on Henry's face, Sylvia felt disgusted. She had been upset about him many times. She has had lots of hard time to Henry: clean the toilet, the floor with a rag, rather left the cars covered with dust than let him drive. However, Henry didn't even say no and not even smoke.

 For several times, Sylvia deliberately got off work early trying to find out any problems so that she could kick him out of this family, but nothing happened. Sylvia felt disappointed.

She looked at the flattery on Henry's face and an idea came into her mind.

"Well, Since you took things as they come, so be it!" Thinking of this, Sylvia leaned on the sofa and said to Henry unemotionally, "I'm tired. Go get me a basin of water to wash my feet."

"Okay!" Henry ran to the bathroom without hesitation.

Soon, a pot of foot-washing water with moderate temperature was brought to Sylvia.
"President Lin, your foot-washing water."

Henry Zhang squatted in front of Sylvia's slender legs and put down the foot-washing basin.

Sylvia took off her high heels and lifted the pair of delicate feet in front of Henry. She said in a condescending tone, "wash."

"Wash it for you?" Henry looked at the pair of feet in front of him and was stunned for two seconds.

Seeing Henry's expression, She slightly snorted, "No? If you don't want to then make yourself out!"

"Sure, of course!" Henry nodded vigorously, with a smile on his face with excitement. It seemed that his efforts this month have come for something. This was the first time that he could touch his wife's body! And she asked for it!

Sylvia saw his face from stunning to happy. Now she completely see through that he could do anything for money!

According to old sayings, a man could be poor but without gut is completely loser!

In her mind, Henry was one of them. Such a man should be severely humiliated! She deliberately raised her feet as if she was ordering a servant. "Go ahead."

Henry looked at the pair of feet. He gently pulled those silky, smooth black silk stockings from her feet. Without any hindrance, he easily pulled the stockings to her knee.

Along with a faint fragrance on the black silk stockings, After those were taken off.

Delicate legs appeared to Henry. Nothing could compare with it, like an artwork made from heaven. Even the most difficult person could not pick out any flaws.

Sylvia leaned on the sofa. She could clearly feel a pair of rough hands rubbing against her feet, but also bringing a burst of numbness and comfort. She looked at him, who was massaging her feet in front of her, and never thought that a man could be so low to this extent for money. It was disgusting!

Just as she was about to kick Henry away, the ringing of her phone interrupted what she was going to do next.

It was from the company's secretary. Sylvia answered the phone. She didn't know what the secretary said on the phone, which made Sylvia frown tightly.

"Tell him, don't dream about it! Lin's Group doesn't allow anyone to bully!"

After saying that, Sylvia directly threw the phone aside and leaned on the sofa. She gently rubbedher temples with her slender fingers, she felt so upset that she even forgot to kick Henry away.

At this time, a warmth spread up along the perfect straight leg from the sole of Sylvia's feet. This comfortable warmth made her feel calm in her restless mood, and her wrinkled eyebrows also relaxed a little.

Henry put her feet into the warm water basin, carefully kneaded. He looked up and saw Sylvia's frowning face, and the phone she just picked up, which made Henry flare-up.

Who had provoked her? Who dared!

It was the first time that Henry had seen Sylvia like this. He had known this lady since the age of five. When he was five years old, Henry and his mother were almost frozen to death on the street in winter. Sylvia's father got out of the car and handed him a cotton-padded jacket with 100 RMB in cash. The jacket has made Henry and his mother survive in the winter.

That money was able to buy medicine for his mother to relieve the fever. When he was seven, he got food poisoning because of the rotten food in the trash bin. The charity of the Family Lin saved six wandering children, including Henry. When he was ten, he was studying in a public relations school founded by Family Lin. His mother found a cleaning job in the school. Until Henry was fourteen, his mother was diagnosed with a malignant tumor. In order not to be a burden to Henry, his mother left a note and jumped from the seventh floor.

In his mother's willing letter, she told Henry that, no matter what happened in the future, return Lin's favor is the priority. If it weren't for the Family Lin, Henry would have died on the street at the age of five, let alone his studies.

The Lin Family had saved Henry Zhang's life twice. Henry had sworn in his heart that he would definitely repay the kindness in his life. When he was five years old, the girl who gave him a jacket was like an angel who brought light to Henry's heart.

In Henry's memory, there was only this lady's smile. He had never seen her frown like this.

Henry rubbed the soles of Sylvia's feet. He was familiar with every acupuncture point of the human body to relax Sylvia. His control of strength was even comparable to that of a professional massage master.

Unconsciously, Sylvia's whole body started relaxing, and lazily leaned on the wide sofa.

She was really too tired, and the drowsiness of sleep came with the comfort of her feet. She was half lying on the soft sofa. Her posture made the white shirt in front of her slightly piled up in front of her. Between the buttons of the shirt and the buttons, there were slightly open. Henry glanced at the gap slightly and saw Sylvia's flat lower abdomen through them. Further, it was the black underwear.

Sylvia did not realize anything at all. The comfort of the soles of her feet and the sleepiness of her mind made her fall asleep.

She let out a gentle breathing. Her black hair was scattered on the back of the sofa, which was as beautiful as the sleeping beauty in fairy tales.

Henry massaged her carefully. Ordinary people would feel numb in their legs if they squatted for more than 15 minutes. But Henry crouching for more than half an hour, he gently wiped her feet and slowly put them on the sofa, then covered her with a towel.

A month ago, Henry Zhang, who is honored with the title of "Satan" in the underworld, came back from abroad, and married into Lin Family, has become the husband of Sylvia Lin. Sylvia dismissed all her servants and left the whole housework to Henry, aiming to force him to divorce in this way. However, Henry didn't think so. Every time when Sylvia met troubles, it was Henry who helped her out, making Sylvia change her thoughts of him gradually...

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"And how are you doing, Chris?" 
A voice brought back Chris to life. She was lying on a bed of hospital wing and was sulking staring at the ceiling. Bill had come to visit all of them and only now for the first time Chris heard him.
"Sorry, what?" Chris looked at Bill.
"I asked how are you doing?" Bill repeated looking very worried.
"I am — I'm good," smiled Chris with great effort. "I didn't get many injuries."
"Yeah, sure," said Ginny sarcastically from the next bed. 
Chris glared at Ginny and Bill laughed.
"I guess you all are okay then," he said. "And I think, now, the school will be okay too, with again Dumbledore as Headmaster and Umbridge gone. I —"
"Wait, Umbridge is gone?" Chris interrupted.
"Yes, fortunately, the new Minister of Magic had called her back," said Bill happily then checked his watch. "She was to leave after dinner. I think she left by now."
"That's the best news I got this year," said Colin grinning from another bed.
"I agree," said Ron.
As Bill continued to talk with them Chris realized something, if the new Minister had called her back that means she will be continued to work at the Ministry and work as a spy for Malgino.
"Where are you going?" Ginny asked as Chris started to got out of her bed.
"Bathroom," Chris replied and hurried towards the girls' bathroom in Hospital wing.
After locking the door Chris opened her mouth and was about to call 'Dames' but then she closed her mouth with a sigh. The physical pain in her chest increased as the emotional pain tightened her chest. Dames was gone. Chris took a deep breath, steadied herself then called, "Fitz, Jose, Ryan."
Within seconds three Dementors appeared in front of her.
"My Queen, you summoned?" They bowed.
"Yeah," Chris hesitated but then pushed away the hesitation, this is for the greater good, no time for guilt. "Dolores Jane Umbridge will maybe report to the Ministry today, after that take her to any forest full of dangerous magical beasts and Centaur, Mermaid and other part-humans— I know for a fact there is a forest like this in somewhere in Southern part of Asia — go there. Then leave her there to die and bring back her wand to me."
"As you wish, my Queen," said Jose.
"My Queen," said Ryan. "I am not trying to offend you but won't it be easy to just perform the kiss on her? I mean if you so despise her then it will be a great way of revenge."
"Don't question the Queen's order," grumbled Fitz.
"No it's fine," said Chris. "I know, it's an easy way but I would like to suffer her more than that. She should know how it feels like when you don't have any control over your own life and also the creatures she thought is way below her will cause her pain."
"Alright, my Queen," said Ryan.
"Also remember, the journey to that forest shouldn't be easy for her," said Chris darkly. "Make it as difficult as possible. Take everyone with you and don't let her seen."
"We will, my Queen," said Fitz. "Anything else?"
"No," Chris sighed. "Leave."
SCRIMGEOUR SUCCEEDS FUDGE IN THE WAKE OF HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED'S RETURN WITH SOMEONE EQUALLY POWERFUL
"Hmm," Hermione scanned the Daily Prophet article. "I see."
"What do you see, Hermione?" asked Ron, helping himself to a handful of Chocolate Frogs from the immense pile on his bedside cabinet.
They were still in the hospital wing. Madam Pomfrey refused to let Chris go before her chest pain was cured completely. Harry was sitting on the end of Ron's bed, who's leg was still a little battered. Ginny, who was good as new, was curled up at the foot of Chris' bed. Colin had also got some heavy injuries, so he was also staying in the hospital wing, Neville whose nose had likewise been returned to its normal size and shape was sitting on the edge of Colin's bed. The worst injury was Hermione's, who still winced very often. The curse Dolohov had used on her, though less effective than it would have been had he been able to say the incantation aloud, had nevertheless caused, in Madam Pomfrey's words, "quite enough damage to be going on with." Hermione was having to take ten different types of potion every day and she was improving greatly. Surprisingly, Luna after getting out of hospital wing visited Hermione regularly, even though Hermione didn't show it, Luna's behaviour had started to affect her greatly and she had completely stopped contradicting her. Even today, Luna was reading her latest edition of The Quibbler sitting on Hermione's bed.
"Aha!" said Hermione triumphantly then winced slightly and put a hand to her ribs. "Look, here it is, again they had dragged Harry in this, 'the-boy-lived . . . A lone voice of truth . . . perceived as unbalanced, yet never wavered in his story . . .' Oh! they had also mentioned quotes from Chris' articles in The Quibbler."
"Daddy sold it to them," said Luna vaguely, turning a page of The Quibbler. "He got a very good price for it too, so we're going to go on an expedition to Sweden this summer and see if we can catch a Crumple-Horned Snorkack."
Hermione seemed to struggle with herself for a moment, then said, "That sounds lovely."
Ginny, Colin and Ron chuckled.
"In any case, I like the article written by Chris," said Luna looking up from the magazine.
"Thanks," smiled Chris.
Chris had written two articles for The Quibbler (of course, Madam Pomfrey wasn't happy), one about the night in Graveyard and other about the night in Department of Mystery, carefully omitting about the keys. The idea was Hermione's and when Harry insisted too, Chris gave up. Within weeks, Quibbler was reprinting and they were famous. Even Rita Skeeter wrote good things about Harry, Chris and Dumbledore.
"You know, I was wondering," said Ginny absently turning the pages of Chris' Daily Prophet (Chris hasn't opened even 9ne prophet newspaper after Friday. All were piled on the table beside her bed. Ginny had pulled one from the top.) "Why Malgino didn't use even one spell to do anything!"
"Really? Not even one?" said Hermione surprised, closing her newspaper.
"No," said Luna, closing her Quibbler as well.
"He didn't even help Voldemort to defeat Dumbledore," said Harry.
"That woman — what's her name?" asked Neville.
"Stormy," said Chris.
"Yeah, that Stormy was the one doing all the magic to her, wasn't she?" said Neville then shivered. "She was very powerful though."
"Well, I thought Malgino used a spell when he was doing that creepy thing to Chris," said Colin.
"You mean that manipulating thing?" said Luna.
"It wasn't any kind of spell," said Chris. "It was something else, like an ability. I felt it."
There was a tense silence broken by Hermione.
"So anyway," she said, sitting up a little straighter and wincing again, "what's going on in school?"
"Well, Flitwick's got rid of Fred and George's swamp," said Ginny. "He did it in about three seconds. But he left a tiny patch under the window and he's roped it off —"
"Why?" said Hermione, looking startled.
"Oh, he just says it was a really good bit of magic," said Ginny, grinning.
"I think he left it as a monument to Fred and George," said Ron through a mouthful of chocolate. "They sent me all these, you know," he told others, pointing at the small mountain of Frogs beside him. "Must be doing all right out of that joke shop, eh?"
Hermione tried not to smile but at last gave up, "Yeah, I got them too," she said pointing at another pile of chocolates on her bedside table.
"Yes, Chris got loads too but didn't eat, so I had to eat them," said Colin in a way which made Luna laugh. Colin then turned to Neville, "So has all the trouble stopped now Dumbledore's back?"
"Yes," said Neville, "everything's settled right back down again."
"I s'pose Filch is happy, is he?" asked Ron, propping a Chocolate Frog card featuring Dumbledore against his water jug.
"Not at all," said Ginny. "He's really, really miserable. He keeps saying Umbridge was the best thing that ever happened to Hogwarts . . ."
"Speaking of Umbridge," said Chris casually. "Any news about her whereabouts?"
"No idea," said Ron shrugging. "I asked Dad when he came last time. He said there was no news about her and he also said," Ron chuckled, "He said, the new Minister isn't very interested to find her, especially when there are things like You-Know-Who and Malgino to worry about."
"Good," muttered Chris.
"Huh?" Ginny looked at Chris curiously.
"I mean I hope the new Minister is good," said Chris quickly.
"Yeah, I hope so too," said Hermione nodding.
______________________________
To be continued. . .


"Your daughter is a witch, Mr Norton."
"A what?"

A perfectly normal girl's world turns upside down when she was informed that she is a witch and she will attend the Wizarding school Hogwarts. 

A story of a muggle-born witch who has to face the problems created by the dark lord and many more unknown dangers. 

Her journey is much more than any other student. She is specially chosen for something. Join her and see the Magical world from her point of view.



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