Head master, Dumbledour we need help Lord Voldemort forces are strong and we need some kind of help spies
something he said
with a worried face and worried voice.
They wipe out... Harry my boy said {Dumbledour cutting in} I know and I cannot think of one at the time,
That they would trust and that we can trust they wont turn on us. with that said.
He removed his glasses setting them down next to his things {Harry thought he looked his oldest here
rubbing his bridge of his noise} {he stood} Harry, I have no one.
{His blue robes dragged across the floor. His back to Harry looking over the Hogwarts grounds throw this window}
"The Lake is lower then usual and the grass even with magic is dead."
{Then he turned walking back to his desk and sitting down he replaced his glasses back}
I am sorry old friend. Harry in full black robes UN did in the front showing his combat boots,
black paints and a black shirt a blue stripe down the center.
A tattoo hidden by his robes on his shoulder. His hair no longer sticking up in all directions,
it was pulled back in to a pony tell.
He stood and walked to the cloak rake on the wall near the door. taking it he walked out without saying good bye.
The head master seamed somber. He walked past empty halls and out of the school main doors.
The hot summer created dust and no vegetation a carriage was weighting
something he said
with a worried face and worried voice.
They wipe out... Harry my boy said {Dumbledour cutting in} I know and I cannot think of one at the time,
That they would trust and that we can trust they wont turn on us. with that said.
He removed his glasses setting them down next to his things {Harry thought he looked his oldest here
rubbing his bridge of his noise} {he stood} Harry, I have no one.
{His blue robes dragged across the floor. His back to Harry looking over the Hogwarts grounds throw this window}
"The Lake is lower then usual and the grass even with magic is dead."
{Then he turned walking back to his desk and sitting down he replaced his glasses back}
I am sorry old friend. Harry in full black robes UN did in the front showing his combat boots,
black paints and a black shirt a blue stripe down the center.
A tattoo hidden by his robes on his shoulder. His hair no longer sticking up in all directions,
it was pulled back in to a pony tell.
He stood and walked to the cloak rake on the wall near the door. taking it he walked out without saying good bye.
The head master seamed somber. He walked past empty halls and out of the school main doors.
The hot summer created dust and no vegetation a carriage was weighting
