"My lords, do you believe it is better to let those with magical abilities wander freely, or is it more beneficial to place them under the authority of the Church of the Seven Gods?" Lynd asked calmly, his gaze sweeping over the assembled Septons.
The Septons hesitated, exchanging glances. The Most Devout of the Great Sept of Stars, who had the closest relationship with Lynd, spoke on behalf of the others. "If that's the case, then why are you allowing witches, soothsayers, and pyromanc...
2025-04-07 11:11:54 +0000 UTC
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"Lord Renly, I hope that what happened in Goldenrose Courtyard was the first and last time," Lynd said bluntly, wasting no time on pleasantries.
Renly looked at him in surprise, his expression one of feigned confusion. "Lord Lynd, I’m afraid I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
"Longstone Island," Lynd replied, his gaze steady.
Renly’s face changed in an instant. His eyes widened in shock, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
"How do you know about...
2025-04-07 11:11:28 +0000 UTC
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On the first Sunday of June, Dumbledore, absent from Hogwarts for quite some time, finally returned. That evening, he entered the Great Hall during dinner, accompanied by a group of elderly witches and wizards.
The unexpected visitors immediately drew the attention of the students.
“Who are they?”
“I think they’re the examiners...”
“I know! That’s Professor Marchbanks, the oldest member of the Ministry of Magic’s Wizarding Examinations Authority.”
...
2025-04-06 12:36:35 +0000 UTC
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“Severus, I believe you've forgotten what just happened, haven’t you?”
Dumbledore asked nonchalantly as he rose from the ground, dusting off his robes as though nothing unusual had occurred.
Who would have thought that the esteemed headmaster of Hogwarts, widely regarded as the most powerful wizard in the world, could be knocked to the ground—on his face, no less—by one of his own professors? If word of this got out, his reputation would be in tatters.
Dumbledore w...
2025-04-06 12:36:11 +0000 UTC
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Lynd’s performance the previous night had become the talk of all Highgarden. Praise for his music spread throughout the city, and the already artistically inclined court was now gripped by an almost fanatical admiration. Some even suggested that Lynd should be granted the title of the God of Music.
Despite the growing fervor, Lynd remained indifferent. After dressing simply in the morning, he took Augustus and set out for Joel’s wedding at his estate outside the city.
Though J...
2025-04-06 12:31:16 +0000 UTC
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“Look who’s here, our Bear Hunter! Where’s the singer? Damn it, sing me the Bear Hunter’s Song!”
As Lynd stepped into the special courtyard behind the brothel, he immediately spotted the rotund Robert, his face flushed red and reeking of alcohol, draped over several Lyseni prostitutes with silver hair and violet eyes. The moment Robert saw Lynd entering, he bellowed across the courtyard, calling for the singer to perform.
With the king’s command, the first rendition of...
2025-04-06 12:30:42 +0000 UTC
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Kyle also learned from Chris what had transpired that morning.
The sequence of events was relatively straightforward. Umbridge had led a team of Hit Wizards to Hampshire early in the day, aiming to gather material for the front page of The Daily Prophet. This wasn’t her first time orchestrating such efforts; she was well-versed in these operations and had brought along seasoned veterans accustomed to working with her.
Upon arriving, the Hit Wizards dispersed expertly to...
2025-04-05 14:50:20 +0000 UTC
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As May began, the weather grew steadily clearer, with the sky as bright and blue as the forget-me-nots swaying in the breeze.
Not long before, Hufflepuff had played their second Quidditch match, achieving a landslide victory against Slytherin. Slytherin had attempted to mimic Ravenclaw’s strategy, using their numerical advantage to trap Kyle, who flew in his Firebolt.
However, Slytherin lacked Ravenclaw’s star player, Cho Chang, and Kyle easily broke through Montague and the o...
2025-04-05 14:49:56 +0000 UTC
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Time passed, and Lord Mace and the others gradually recovered from their initial shock.
“Why? Why would the Three-Eyed Crow want Willas as its successor?” Garth asked, his confusion evident.
“My guess is that this generation’s Three-Eyed Crow has reached the end of its lifespan,” Lynd said gravely. “No matter how powerful he is, his body is still that of an ordinary mortal. A hundred years is already pushing the limits of human longevity.”
Garlan suddenly specu...
2025-04-05 14:45:36 +0000 UTC
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After a round of polite conversation, Lynd introduced his son to Garth, who, in turn, took out one of his personal daggers and gifted it to Augustus. This exchange helped bridge the initial unfamiliarity between them, making their relationship more amicable.
Garth then led Lynd to his designated residence, a place he was already familiar with—Goldenrose Courtyard.
Whether by coincidence or design, the Dornish envoys attending the wedding had been accommodated in the manor adjace...
2025-04-05 14:45:12 +0000 UTC
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In addition to his meetings in Professor McGonagall’s office, Kyle was also tasked with visiting the offices of Professors Flitwick and Sprout. After all, each house had students interested in joining the Ministry of Magic.
For Slytherin, however, Snape didn’t seem to think his students needed Kyle’s advice, which saved him a significant amount of time.
For several days, Kyle was busy shuttling between the three heads of houses’ offices, often even during class hours. The ...
2025-04-04 11:44:37 +0000 UTC
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Due to the heavy workload, something unusual happened during this year's Easter holidays: not a single student at Hogwarts decided to go home. The Hogwarts Express waited at the platform all morning, but no one boarded. Everyone, by sheer coincidence, chose to stay at school.
This had never occurred in previous years.
The library quickly became the most popular spot, filling up by 8 o’clock each morning. Arriving late meant scrambling to find another place to work, armed with bo...
2025-04-04 11:44:09 +0000 UTC
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Garth Tyrell clutched his stomach. It had been unsettled since the morning—an old ailment of his—but today was hardly the right time for it to flare up. He had been assigned to receive Lord Lynd Tarran of Summerhall, and if he were to suddenly succumb to his condition in front of Lynd, House Tyrell would suffer considerable embarrassment.
In truth, he had little desire to welcome Lynd Tarran. Ten years ago, Lynd had been just another vassal of House Tyrell. Back then, as Highgarden...
2025-04-04 11:39:25 +0000 UTC
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“Why bring people here at this time?” In the newly built Castle on the Ridge in the western Marches, Lynd sighed helplessly after receiving a letter from King’s Landing.
“You don’t need to worry. Mus and Bert are more than capable of handling these matters, and your prior arrangements were already quite thorough,” Jon Bulwer said with a faint smile, his face still bearing signs of illness.
Lynd didn’t say anything, only nodding in response. Then he turned to Jon and ...
2025-04-04 11:39:00 +0000 UTC
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Perhaps eager to make a name for herself, Umbridge spent barely half a day clearing out her office before returning to the Ministry of Magic overnight.
The next morning, the school was alight with joy. What had started as an ordinary breakfast transformed into a feast, the tables laden with overflowing golden plates.
“How did you manage that?” Fred and George bounded over to the Hufflepuff table, a large jug of pumpkin juice in tow.
“What?” Kyle asked, looking puzzle...
2025-04-03 11:31:55 +0000 UTC
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After the group returned to Hogwarts, Fred and George hurried over to them, their faces alight with mischief. In an exaggerated tone, Fred asked, “So, Mr. Minister-for-Magic-to-be, are you pleased with the office Fudge has arranged for you?”
“Did he give you his own office?” George chimed in.
“If you keep this up, you might become Minister before you graduate,” Fred added, laughing.
The two of them giggled as they continued.
“Then you’ll be famous...”...
2025-04-03 11:31:23 +0000 UTC
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Net Joe was a fisherman living in the fish market of King's Landing. His original name was Pyman, but after people repeatedly mispronounced it, and his attempts at correction failed, he simply gave up and adopted the mistaken name, calling himself Joe instead.
The "Net" part of his name came from his exceptional skill in net weaving. He was the best net maker in all of King's Landing, and one of his nets had once caught a giant sea bream weighing over a thousand pounds.
That day w...
2025-04-03 11:25:03 +0000 UTC
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More than ten days had passed since Nymeria set sail from Miracle Harbor. Aside from the first few days when Augustus kept crying for his mother, he soon seemed to forget about her entirely. Every day, he played happily with the two Shadowcat cubs that Glory had brought back.
Lynd, meanwhile, spent his days in either his study or the council hall in Redemption Town, handling the various documents submitted by the Council of Government, the Ministry of the Interior, and the Ministry of M...
2025-04-03 11:24:37 +0000 UTC
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The room, to be honest, wasn't spacious. It contained only a desk and chair set, along with a bookcase that stretched all the way to the ceiling. However, compared to most offices in the Ministry of Magic—often no larger than broom closets and crammed with two or three people—this was considered top-tier.
Take, for instance, Mr. Weasley's Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office, which Kyle had visited once. It was barely larger than a broom cupboard, yet somehow managed to squeeze in two ...
2025-04-02 11:50:45 +0000 UTC
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Thanks to the Ministry of Magic—and perhaps Dumbledore—news of Kyle becoming the Senior Assistant to the Minister for Magic spread like wildfire throughout the wizarding world. The announcement resulted in an influx of letters from all corners.
Some were from people Kyle knew, such as McPhail, who had a knack for stirring up trouble. He sent a set of Senior Prefect robes as a gift, accompanied by a letter that read:
“You can't wear your school uniform to those important ...
2025-04-02 11:50:17 +0000 UTC
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“My lord, I have gathered 23,945 of our people. Some are on their way to Miracle Harbor, while others have already arrived,” Russell reported eagerly in the study.
“More than 20,000?” Lynd raised an eyebrow, surprised. Based on Russell’s previous descriptions, he had expected that most of the Greenblood River orphans would be unwilling to abandon their current lives.
Russell explained honestly, “Word of your deeds in Essos has already spread to Dorne. With your name pr...
2025-04-02 11:41:45 +0000 UTC
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It had been more than ten days since their return to Summerhall from the continent of Essos, and only now had news of the events in Qohor begun to spread to Westeros through various channels.
Reactions to the news were sharply divided. Some believed the rumors—primarily followers of the Faith of the Seven and the Storm God—who saw Lynd's actions as divine miracles. Others dismissed it all as mere theatrics, a ploy for fame orchestrated by Lynd himself.
Regardless of belief, mo...
2025-04-02 11:41:14 +0000 UTC
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After relaying the information he had gathered from the Dementors, Kyle was about to leave the Headmaster's Office, indifferent to how Dumbledore intended to handle the matter.
After all, he had no clue where the sixty Dementors were, and no one seemed inclined to tell him. Even if he wanted to assist, there was little he could do.
But just as he opened the door to leave, Dumbledore's voice stopped him.
"Wait a moment."
"Yes, Headmaster?" Kyle turned back, curiosity fa...
2025-04-01 12:51:44 +0000 UTC
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“This is unexpected.”
After the last lesson of the morning, students gathered in the corridor, chatting animatedly about the class.
“I never knew there was so much to pay attention to in a simple Human Transfiguration Spell,” one said, shaking their head in disbelief.
“Yeah, that Assistant Professor Tonks is really something. I bet I could’ve changed my appearance before the end of the lesson!”
“Don’t brag—you only managed to make your head bigger.....
2025-04-01 12:51:13 +0000 UTC
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More than a month had passed since Lynd had exerted his divine might over Qohor. In that time, spies from various Free Cities and kingdoms stationed in Qohor had relayed news of the event to their superiors through the fastest means available.
Soon after, rulers and influential factions sent envoys to Qohor to verify the reports. The accounts delivered by their spies were simply too extraordinary to be believed. What they described defied all logic—especially the details about Lynd. H...
2025-04-01 12:42:07 +0000 UTC
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Although the dark clouds had completely shrouded the city of Qohor, blocking out the sun and plunging it into an artificial night, the changes in the sky were far from over.
A sudden flash of lightning cut through the dense clouds, like the opening drumroll of a grand performance. One after another, streaks of electricity slithered through the sky, forming a dense web of lightning.
Then, the winds howled. Fierce gusts tore through the streets, sending loose wooden structures flyin...
2025-04-01 12:41:24 +0000 UTC
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When they returned to the Changing Rooms, the cheerful atmosphere remained.
“I guess Davies must have been faking his illness,” Mikel said excitedly. “He knew Ravenclaw had no chance of winning this match, especially with Kyle riding a Firebolt.”
“Don’t say that,” Cedric replied, shaking his head as he changed into his robe. “Harry Potter from Gryffindor also has a Firebolt, and he’s a Seeker too. If Roger Davies were truly afraid of losing, he’d probably just ...
2025-03-31 13:08:27 +0000 UTC
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Tonks didn’t leave with Twycross that evening. As it turned out, Fudge seemed acutely aware of Umbridge’s limitations, and as an Auror, Tonks’s responsibilities at Hogwarts were much broader. In fact, it appeared she was destined to assume the role of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at some point.
Despite her strong opposition to this arrangement—repeatedly emphasizing that she was only there to assist Umbridge—Professor McGonagall had nonetheless arranged for her to l...
2025-03-31 13:08:02 +0000 UTC
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Tension gripped every corner of Qohor. Ever since Lynd's proclamation at the docks—one that was nearly a declaration of war—the city had been thrown into disarray. Panic spread like wildfire.
It didn’t take long for the truth behind the situation to surface, spreading through the streets as those in the know whispered the details. The blame fell squarely on House Soyed.
The noble families of Qohor denounced the Soyeds for their selfishness, cursing them for bringing trouble ...
2025-03-31 13:02:10 +0000 UTC
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The news from Qohor had yet to reach the mines, and so the arrival of Lynd and Marwyn did not attract any special attention from the mine owners and overseers. To them, the two appeared to be nothing more than ordinary inspectors.
Over the years, a small town had formed around the mines. Most of its residents were guards, overseers, and mine managers. Some slave gang leaders were also permitted to live there under special arrangements.
Outside the town, a group of over a hundred s...
2025-03-31 13:01:35 +0000 UTC
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