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p dir="ltr" "Clarabella Mae Selwyn! Get over here right this instant!" My mother yells. I cringe at hearing my full name. I dash out of my room and to the patio where she's reading. "Yes, mother?" I ask. "Are you ready for your blood test?" She asks, perfectly calm. I nod my head. A blood test is a Selwyn family tradition. The day before the student leave for their first year at Hogwarts the student takes a blood test. Sort of a coming of age ceremony, I guess. /p
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p dir="ltr" We leave for the clinic right away. When we arrive we stand in line to check in. After a few minutes we're to the front. "Welcome to the institute of heritage. How may I help you?" The woman asks. "My daughter is taking a full blood test today." My mother says. "Okay. That'll be 5000 galleons." The lady replies. My mother takes out a pouch and puts it on the counter. "Alright. Right this way please." A man waiting art the door says. We follow him into a room in the back. In the back there is a table pulled out. On it are 2 things; a sharp knife and a rolled up parchment./p
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p dir="ltr" "All you need to do is slice your hand with the knife and let your blood drip over top of the parchment." The man says. I pick up the knife and press into my palm. With a swift slice my hand splits open and dark red blood oozes out. I hover my hand over top of the parchment and watch several stops fall onto it. The man casts a spell healing my gash. A name spells out on the top of the parchment. Clarabella Mae Selwyn. I take a deep breath in and unroll the parchment./p
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p dir="ltr" "Clarabella Mae Selwyn! Get over here right this instant!" My mother yells. I cringe at hearing my full name. I dash out of my room and to the patio where she's reading. "Yes, mother?" I ask. "Are you ready for your blood test?" She asks, perfectly calm. I nod my head. A blood test is a Selwyn family tradition. The day before the student leave for their first year at Hogwarts the student takes a blood test. Sort of a coming of age ceremony, I guess. /p
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p dir="ltr" We leave for the clinic right away. When we arrive we stand in line to check in. After a few minutes we're to the front. "Welcome to the institute of heritage. How may I help you?" The woman asks. "My daughter is taking a full blood test today." My mother says. "Okay. That'll be 5000 galleons." The lady replies. My mother takes out a pouch and puts it on the counter. "Alright. Right this way please." A man waiting art the door says. We follow him into a room in the back. In the back there is a table pulled out. On it are 2 things; a sharp knife and a rolled up parchment./p
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p dir="ltr" "All you need to do is slice your hand with the knife and let your blood drip over top of the parchment." The man says. I pick up the knife and press into my palm. With a swift slice my hand splits open and dark red blood oozes out. I hover my hand over top of the parchment and watch several stops fall onto it. The man casts a spell healing my gash. A name spells out on the top of the parchment. Clarabella Mae Selwyn. I take a deep breath in and unroll the parchment./p
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