Moment 7: Education
Hermione was in Greece. In the Library of Athens, buried by stacks of parchment, she was doing what she did best- research.
Translating Ancient Greek was not enjoyable.
".Then the harpy was released by Great Zeus torment evil-doers." Harpies. The more she read about them, the more she wanted them.
Then she heard a footstep behind her and she spun soundlessly.
A man stood there, heavily cloaked. "You have been enquiring about harpies. You are a witch."
"Yes. And you are?"
He ignored the invitation to introduce himself.
"Come with me. I know where you can get one."
Hermione was in Greece. In the Library of Athens, buried by stacks of parchment, she was doing what she did best- research.
Translating Ancient Greek was not enjoyable.
".Then the harpy was released by Great Zeus torment evil-doers." Harpies. The more she read about them, the more she wanted them.
Then she heard a footstep behind her and she spun soundlessly.
A man stood there, heavily cloaked. "You have been enquiring about harpies. You are a witch."
"Yes. And you are?"
He ignored the invitation to introduce himself.
"Come with me. I know where you can get one."
