Exclusive In-depth Interview With Sarai Minx

Praise Asha you’re a member of the Votary, or you’d be dead.”
“An-Antreas?” Harry muttered. The Minister of Magic who had loved Harry as his own son was demanding answers, answers Harry desperately wanted to give. “In fact, he doesn’t look much like a Goldstein at all. He’s a Death Eater!”
“Oh,” Cho chuckled, “now you’re just being ridiculous. He moved to take a step forward, an acrid odour filling his nostrils, when his left leg cramped and he fell face first hard into the stony ground. “Where were you anyway?” Hermione began to blush violently. He had warned Harry and now it was too late. He had remembered McGonagall’s words: “For times of darkness.” And then he heard the voice of Dumbledore, as if he were whispering in Harry’s ear, only the whisper was coming from Harry’s lips. He could see the aura’s of the living organisms that his mates had tracked in under their shoes. “And instead of taking points away, perhaps it is