#The Sorcerer's Stone

[scaryfaiiry]

Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone🎃

[kvtnisseverdeen]

I can teach you how to bewitch the mind and ensnare the senses. I can tell you how to bottle fame, brew glory, and even put a stopper in death.

[izzyartcraze]

harry and ginny being a quidditch power couple

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long time no see, tumblr ;) guess what i just reread

[loony-loopy]

POV: you're dumbledore and you wanted to talk to literally any of the DADATs

[geekynerfherder]

'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone' by Hans Woody.

Officially licensed 24" x 36" screen print, in a numbered Regular edition of 200 for $50; and an archival pigment print on 4mm thick acrylic panel, in a limited edition of 30 for $125, with numbered COA and BNG hologram of authenticity.

On sale Friday July 19 at 12pm ET through Bottleneck Gallery.

[pixalry]

Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone - Created by Alex Hovey

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[fandomsaligninstories]

Then I Met You

Description: Violet Ellis is about to have her whole life change in ways she never could have predicted. A story of love, loss, anger, and magic. If you had told 10 year old Violet that she was a witch, she would have laughed. And if you told her that her entire life was a lie? Well, she wouldn’t have believed you. But 15 year old Violet? She doesn't know who to trust or who is on her side. Except for him.

Song Rec.: Violet and Draco's Playlist

TW: Angst, Big Emotions™️, death, abandonment (of child), illegitimate child, mentions of war and death eaters. Bullying (from slytherins). Slowburn. I’m not British, so forgive me if I completely butcher this… If I missed anything, let me know.

Other: Slowburn romance, sort of fast-paced story.

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x OC

TAG LIST: OPEN

WC:

Alternative Reading: Wattpad , Ao3

Status: On-Going

Chapters:

Year One: The Hogwarts Express

Year One: The Welcome Feast

Year One: Day One

Year One: Day Three

Year One: Halloween

Year One: Lamest Quidditch Match Ever

Year One: The Hufflepuff Entourage

Year One: End of Year

Year Two: Flourish and Botts

Year Two: Return to Hogwarts

Year Two: Boy Trouble

Year Two: Gilderoy Lockhart

Year Two: Slytherins Prank First-Years

Year Two: More Boy Trouble

Year Two: Jealousy, Jealousy

Year Two: The Chamber of Secrets

Year Two: Astronomy

Year Two: Astronomy Part 2

Year Two: Rogue Bludger

Year Two: A Bit of Draco

Year Two: A Touch of Kindness

Year Two: Jade(d)

Year Two: A Friends Breaking Point

Year Two: Sick Day

Year Two: The Dueling Club

Year Two: Parseltongue

Year Two: Polyjuice Potion

Year Two: Valentine's Day

Year Two: Secret Admirer

Year Two: Another Attack

Year Two: Just Another Monday

Year Two: Apology Twice Over

Year Two: The Chamber Entrance

Year Two: The Corridor of Secrets

[between-the-pages-ofa-book]

I have a lot of thoughts on Snape (positive and negative) but he was the only teacher there who recognized that there was something wrong with Harry's broom and tried to intervene. That's got to count for something.

[inlovewithquotes]

"There are all kinds of courage," said Dumbledore, smiling. "It takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends. I therefore award ten points to Mr. Neville Longbottom."

-Albus Dumbledore

[minamorris1857]

Can we talk about how extra Vernon Dursley was in TSS? Like, he’s getting large amounts of magic mail and the guy decides to either buy or rent a house/fortress on an island in the middle of a storm. They also needed a boat to get there. How long did that take to find and buy? Was that always the plan? Did he and Petunia give Harry a place to live and decide "we need a backup"? Or did he just decide that he was going to look into real estate the moment the letters flew out of the chimney. How do they get there? Does Vernon have a boating license? And how long were the Dursleys going to stay there??? Did he rent a hideout or was this like, new address? Like, "Sorry Dudders, we're moving here and becoming hermits. There's no other option." And Harry was like "oooo exciting birthday!" he did not seem to find this strange in any way. Did Uncle Vernon routinely do things like this? How did he find the house? Did he Zillow it? "2 bed, 1 bath, no neighbors, large cliff-face, owl proof, £30k-50k." There was literally a housing crisis in Britain in the early 90's and nothing makes sense about this situation. When I was 12 I was like "Mmhmm yeah checks out" and now that I understand how real life works I'm just really confused how Vernon Dursley found a For Sale shack in under a day.

[foxworth-hall]

some thoughts:

Due to recent life events, I've embarked on the journey of revisiting the Harry Potter saga from the very beginning. Just yesterday, I concluded reading "The Philosopher's Stone," and I must say, the conclusion left a profound impact on me. The way it unfolded felt truly reminiscent of a classic tale.

The resolution, particularly the destruction of the Philosopher's Stone, has been lingering in my thoughts. Dumbledore's poignant explanation to Harry about death being a great journey resonates deeply. The notion that there is no absolute good or evil, only power, as uttered by Professor Quirrell/Voldemort in front of the Mirror of Erised, adds another layer of complexity to the story.

Hermione, in her astute observation, raises a thought-provoking question about Dumbledore's role. Could it be that Dumbledore orchestrated events, manipulating Harry to confront Voldemort and destroy the Stone? Such a possibility seems almost cruel, especially considering Dumbledore's revelation about giving Harry his father's invisibility cloak.

I can't help but wonder about Dumbledore's motives. Is he testing Harry's heart and courage, even at the risk of the boy's potential destruction? There's a certain tension in Dumbledore's confession, almost a nervous laughter, hinting at a deeper purpose.

Reflecting on the entire book, one recurring theme stands out – Harry's desire to be sorted into Gryffindor. However, it makes me contemplate whether his true nature aligns with that house. Perhaps, as the narrative unfolds, it becomes evident that our actions shape our character and personality, transcending our initial inclinations or backgrounds.

Harry's obsession with his parents grows stronger, almost haunted by the Mirror of Erised that reveals his deepest desire to meet his family. It is this pain that propels him towards the final confrontation with Voldemort, almost as if it were an obsession planted in his mind by Albus.

[she-became-lightning]

Decided to watch the Harry Potter movies again. Must have a long time because there is parts of the movies that I don't remember. I just finished the Sorcerer's Stone and the Chamber of secrets and I am about to watch the Prisoner of Azkaban. Did they add the deleted scenes?

[andrewisdoing]

Before I forget, I wanted to post the books I’ve just finished:

Harry Potter has always been a book I’ve wanted to read but growing up, I wasn’t really allowed to. Now that I’m grown, I’ve decided to dive in hole hog and I do mean literally (during my reading, I went to Half Price Books and bought ALL of the books). I know that a certain author is completely, and I do mean, COMPLETELY, not a person I want to support or even kick it with but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t in love with Harry Potter and his story so far.

Speaking of growing up, reading about Britney Spears through an academics eye was pretty eye opening, heartbreaking and in some respects, uplifting. I left the book feeling more for Britney, as a person and reviling in the thought of her being a “cash cow” of sorts. As someone who loved her music and her image as a kid, I feel very ick about how the world, particularly men and women in the industry, treated her as a money grab and an opportunity for bragging rights, sexually. It really is the behavior of those around her that made me want to throw something while reading the book.

Onto books 17/18 lol

[thedaveandkimmershow]

Susan would've laughed.

You see, when she was alive she was a huge Harry Potter fan. One of those who read the entire book series plenty of times and watched the movies a number of times to match.

As for us, Harry Potter was never our thing. We tried reading the first book together but it never took. Then later we watched the first movie then the second movie but didn't see what all the fuss was about.

Then in 2022, Susan died.

As part of our process of dealing with her passing, with our loss, we took a family trip to the Disney places Susan loved and we visited the Harry Potter places Susan would've loved but couldn't go because of her limited mobility.

To prepare for the Harry Potter experience, Kimmer suggested we bite the bullet and watch all eight movies so we at least understood what we were experiencing at the theme park. And then we actually went to Diagon Alley at the theme park.

And then we were hooked.

Since then, we watched all eight movies another four times.

At least.

We returned to Diagon Alley two more times and expanded the experience with a pair of visits to Hogsmeade that's connected to Diagon Alley by the Hogwarts Express that we also rode twice.

And so on.

Yeah.

We are hooked.

Over the years, the movies streamed from Netflix to Peacock to Max. We no longer have access to the movies but, as we were taking stock of our Christmas shows on DVD last month, we noticed three DVDs—three movies from the franchise—numbers two, three, and four. Once upon a time, they belonged to Susan. Now they are among the many reminders of her we keep in our possession. 

So we watched two, three, and four. Then we went thrift shopping and scored numbers one and five. Since five was technically next up, we started watching it, "Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix". We watched it until it wouldn't play further. Seriously. It plays to a certain point in the movie, the end of that particular DVD chapter, I'm thinking, and then the screen goes black. I can't even use the chapter menu to jump passed that point on the disc.

Okay fine.

We've got number one, "Harry Potter & the Philosopher's Stone", and so I popped that into the player.

No dice.

The screen comes up black with a message indicating the movie's been restricted in our region.

Whaaaaaat?

So I look at the DVD cover and there it is. Not a notice of regional restriction but a statement of the disc's video format: PAL.

That's the European video standard, by the way. And since the title for American audiences is "Harry Potter & the Sorcerer's Stone", it's not a stretch to understand that this disc was intended for viewers in England.

Booooooo.

Okay so one further card to play: YouTube. Where I find a playlist for movie number five that includes enough clips taken from that movie, fifty-two I believe, that you can watch probably 90-95% of it starting from clip one and watching all the way to the last clip.

Which we did.

Actually, we watched from where our DVD crapped out... to the end.

Like I said from the start: 

Susan would've laughed.

She was such a huge fan for a long time when we completely weren't.

And now we're going to such lengths and being thwarted at each turn just to continue watching all eight movies that we've already seen.

Like, a bunch of times.

Susan would've been tickled by the delicious irony.

'Cause she was that kind of friend.

😉

[fandomsaligninstories]

Year One: Halloween

Chapter List WC: 2,350

31st October, 1991, Evening

Violet was sitting on the stairs in the courtyard after her Charms class had finished, studying for a quiz when she was the Gryffindor's heading her way. She shoved her belongings in her bag as she rushed towards them, her hand raised in a wave when she saw the familiar trio, but she pulled up short as she heard Ron talking.

Ron was walking with Harry and two other boys, Hermione right behind them. 

"She's a nightmare, honestly! No wonder she hasn't got any friends." Ron said, just as Hermione pushed past him and rushed away from Violet.

Violet glared at Ron then rushed after Hermione, who was halfway into the castle.

"Hermione! Hermione, wait!" The girl continued on as if she hadn't heard her name being called. Violet huffed, but kept chasing her, all the way into the girls bathroom. Hermione shut herself into a stall and Violet could hear her sobbing.

"Hermione?"

"Go away!" 

"No, I don't think I will. I heard what Ron said, he's a right arse for that."

She started crying harder, "But he's not wrong, you know."

"Yes he is!" Violet urged, moving to lean against the sink across from the stall, "He is wrong. You and I are friends, aren't we?"

"Well..." She paused, thinking it over, "I suppose..."

"He's just jealous that you're smarter than him. He comes from a family of wizards, but you can perform spells far better than he can." It was silent for a moment, and she was worried she'd said the wrong thing. Then she heard the lock click and the stall door opened.

Hermione stepped out, rubbing at her red eyes as she stared at the ground, "You think so?"

"I know so. Don't let him get to you, Hermione. He'll realise soon enough that you're a great friend, then he'll be sorry."

"Thanks, Violet." The girl gave her a weak smile.

"Feeling better? Let's get to dinner, I hear there's a big feast tonight for Halloween!"

The girls linked arms as they turned towards the exit of the bathroom, only to both freeze at the sight of the giant, ugly beast in front of them.

"T-Troll!" Hermione gasped. 

The thing was huge, it was brutish and its head reached halfway to the ceiling. It was a muddy green-grey colour, with warts all over its body. It wore thin scraps of leather as a vest and loincloth, and carried a large wooden club. 

The girls each backed into a bathroom stall, pulling out their wands and shutting the doors, then ducking as the troll swung its club, destroying the wooden walls and doors. The girls screamed as the remnants piled atop them.

"Hermione move!" Someone yelled, and both girls' heads popped up to see Harry and Ron, "Violet?!"

The troll started swinging its club again, so the girls began crawling out from the debris and away from the beast, as well as their wands. The boys were throwing pieces of wood and other debris at the troll, distracting it as the girls crawled around it and tried to hide under the sinks. Unfortunately there wasn't really anywhere to hide, and the troll swung and started destroying the sinks. The girls screamed again as porcelain and water sprayed around them.

"Help!" Hermione yelled at the boys, who were staring dumbly at the troll. 

Harry, the fool, took out his wand and charged at the beast. He grabbed hold of its swinging arm and flew up into the air, landing on the trolls head. The troll started to throw its head around in an attempt to knock Harry off, and in Harry's attempt to grab a hold of something, he stuck his wand up the trolls nostril.

"Ew!" All three of the others groaned. 

Harry grabbed hold of the trolls giant ears as it violently threw its head around, finally dislodging Harry and grabbing him by the leg.

"Do something!" Harry shouted at Ron, as the troll held him upside down and tried to hit him with its club.

"What?!" Ron replied.

"Anything!" Harry yelled, dodging the club.

"Swish and flick!" Hermione told Ron, who had pulled out his hand.

"Wingardium Leviosa! " Ron followed Hermione's instructions, causing the trolls club to slowly drift up and away from it. 

The troll looked at its empty hand confused, then looked up just in time for the club to fall onto its head. It dropped Harry, who quickly crawled backwards away from it, just as it began to sway and fall down, unconscious. 

Violet and Hermione stood up from the places under the sinks, looking between the troll and the boys. 

"Is it... Dead?" Hermione asked, slowly walking around it, stopping to stand across from the boys, as Violet moved to the other side of the bathroom, quickly picking through the debris to pull out their lost wands, which, thankfully, weren't broken. She moved to stand beside Ron and Harry, tossing Hermione her wand.

"I don't think so," Answered Harry, "Just knocked out."

Harry pulled his own wand out of the trolls nose, wiping it clean on his robes, just as a group of professors rushed in. 

Professor McGonagall gasped, clutching at her chest, "Oh my goodness!" Professors Snape and Quirrell stopped beside her. She looked at Harry, Ron, and Violet, "Explain yourselves!" 

Hermione interrupted the boys' stuttering, "It's my fault, Professor McGonagall." All eyes swung to her.

"Miss Granger?"

"I went looking for the troll. I've read about them and thought I could handle it." Hermione looked down at the ground, as if she were embarrassed, "but I was wrong. If Harry, Ron, and Violet hadn't come and found me, I'd probably be dead."

"Be that as it may, it was an extremely foolish thing to do. I would have expected more rational behaviour on your part, and I am very disappointed in you, Miss Granger." Professor McGonagall lectured, "Five points will be taken from Gryffindor for your serious lack of judgement. As for you two gentlemen, and lady, well, I just hope you realise how fortunate you are! Not many first-year students could take on a fully grown mountain troll and live to tell the tale. Five points... Will be awarded to each of you for sheer dumb luck."

The four students nodded, eyes downcast and smiling as Professors McGonagall and Snape exited the bathroom.

"Perhaps you ought to go, m-might wake up!" Professor Quirrell moved towards the troll, nervously laughing as the students left. 

As they made their way down the dark hallway, lit primarily by the thunderstorm outside and a few lit fire sconces, Harry thanked Hermione. 

"Good for you to get us out of trouble like that."

Ron rolled his eyes, "Mind you, we did save her life!"

"Mind you," Violet hissed, "We might not have needed saving if you hadn't insulted her."

"What're friends for?" Ron answered meekly, sharing a smile with Hermione. 

"Ugh," Violet mock scoffed, smiling at the other three, "Alright now? Because I'm hungry and would like to go find some food."

"Right, we should probably head back to our dorms. Isn't Hufflepuff by the kitchens?"Hermione asked.

"Yeah, but I don't know how to get in, we were told we're not allowed... Maybe I'll ask Cedric, or Anthony. I bet one of them knows." She nodded to herself, "Goodnight!"

The other three wished her a goodnight as they continued down the hall, while Violet took a left to head back towards the front of the castle. 

━━━━━━⊱༻ ༺⊰━━━━━━

9th November, 1991, Noon

"Why are we here again?" Violet shouted, leaning over to Cedric and Caroline so they could hear her over the screaming crowd. 

"Because it's fun!" Caroline shouted back, her eyes never leaving the quidditch pitch. 

There were many, many things Violet would have preferred doing on a Saturday. Responding to her parents' letter she received last night, or reading, or catching up on homework. Anything but sitting there in the stands, surrounded by what must've been every Hogwarts student and professor, watching the quidditch match between Gryffindor and Slytherin. 

Sure, she wanted to support Harry during his first game, but she could not have cared less about quidditch. Not when her friends tried to explain it to her, and especially not when they dragged her out in the freezing weather to watch the game. Even bundled up in her heavy cloak, and house coloured scarf, gloves, and hat, she was freezing. 

She grasped that Harry was chasing something called the golden snitch, and if caught, he'd win the game for his team, so she tried to focus on him, but it was hard. Half the time he was just sitting in the air, watching the team, and the rest of the time he was flying so fast she could barely find him. 

The game had only been going for a little while when Slytherin started to attack the Gryffindor players. Violet and the rest of the crowd gasped and booed at the Slytherins, who were knocking Gryffindors off their brooms. Violet's attention was pulled back to Harry when someone shouted, "Look!"

"What's wrong with Harry?!" She shouted standing up and leaning out to get a better look. Cedric and Caroline were right next to her, watching in confusion.

"I think something's wrong with his broom!" Cedric replied.

Harry's broom was flying all over the place. It was jerking up and down, side to side, and spinning him around. It was easy to tell, even from the distance, that he wasn't doing so well up there. 

"HARRY!" She screamed, watching as he fell off the broom, barely holding on and preventing a plummet several kilometres to the ground. The broom continued to jerk around, trying to drop Harry, until it suddenly stopped. 

He was barely back on his broom before he took off again, chasing then flying alongside a Slytherin player.

"He must've found the snitch!" Cedric exclaimed, his eyes never missing a single happening in the game.

She watched Harry as he flew at the ground, pulling back at the last second, then moving to stand on his still moving broom. 

"What is he doing?!" Violet yelled. She wouldn't admit it, not after the fight she'd put up about going, but she was starting to enjoy herself. The energy from the crowd around her was infectious. 

Suddenly Harry went soaring off his broom, tumbling over the pitch that he'd luckily been close to, landing on his feet. He clutched at his stomach, looking like he was going to be sick, when he spit something out of his mouth. 

"He's got the snitch!" The announcer exclaimed, "Harry Potter receives one hundred and fifty points for catching the snitch!"

The crowd erupted in screams and cheers, "Go, go, Gryffindor!"

Violet joined in, beaming down at her friend who was surrounded by his teammates, all celebrating their win. 

Once the crowds had departed and she was back inside, Cedric and Caroline walking on either side of her, she couldn't get rid of the grin on her face.

"Wasn't that bad, now was it?" Cedric nudged her, his grin matching her own.

"Suppose not," She relented, "But I still don't care for the game. I've never liked sports, not even back at home."

"Don't worry," Caroline laughed, waving as Susan came towards them, "We'll turn you into a quidditch fan yet." Then she took off with Susan, both disappearing up the stairs.

"You really enjoyed it?" Cedric asked, following Violet towards the common room.

"I wouldn't say enjoy... but I didn't hate it." Her grin softened as she noticed Cedrics hesitation, "I had fun. Thanks for dragging me along."

He nodded, stopping outside the Hufflepuff door, opening it for her. She went in first, then started taking off her outerwear once inside. It was much warmer inside the castle, which Violet believed to be because of magic, seeing as the only real heat source was from the candles and sconces around the castle.

"Glad you had fun," Cedric replied, taking off his own coat and outerwear, "We don't play for a few more weeks, and it'll be against Ravenclaw. Evenly matched, I'd say."

"How many games are there in a year?" She asked, curious.

"Only six. Each team plays each other once, with two games in November, two in February, one in May, and one in June. Whatever team has the most points out of all the games wins the Quidditch Cup. It's been a few years since we've won it, but this is our year." 

Violet notices that Cedrics entire face lights up when talking about quidditch, "Is it something you want to do after you leave school?"

"Yeah, maybe. Haven't thought that far ahead, you know?" He leaned against the back of the couch, his belongings discarded on it as he focused his attention on her.

"Fair enough," She laughed, "Well, thanks again for today. I've got some reading to do, but catch up later?" 

He nods, watching as she heads to her dorm. She waves when she sees he's still staring before crossing into the dorm hallway. 'Odd', she thought, 'Does he always stare after people like that?'

She shrugged it off the thought as she entered her room, neatly tucking away her belongings into her trunk before moving over to the bedside table. She opened the drawer and pulled out a stack of parchment and a quill. She settled onto her bed with a hard book and began writing.

𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻,

𝓘 𝓶𝓲𝓼�� 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓼𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱. 𝓗𝓸𝓰𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓵. 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓸 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹𝓯𝓾𝓵. 𝓣𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝓼𝔀𝓮𝓻 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷, 𝓷𝓸, 𝓷𝓸 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝓮 𝓪 𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝔂𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮, 𝓢𝓵𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔀𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓼𝓸 𝓷𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓶, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂'𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓴𝓪𝔂 𝓷𝓸𝔀.

𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓰𝓸𝓸𝓭. 𝓜𝔂 𝓯𝓪𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓫𝓳𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓫𝓸𝓵𝓸𝓰𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓓𝓮𝓯𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓮 𝓐𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓴 𝓐𝓻𝓽𝓼. 𝓦𝓮'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝔂𝓹𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓼. 𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓻𝔂, 𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓗𝓸𝓰𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼, 𝓼𝓸 𝔀𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮! 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓴𝓪𝔂, 𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝔀 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱. 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓵𝔂 𝓸𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓸𝓶! 𝓘𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓽 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽, 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓼𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓯𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓘'𝓶 𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓮.

𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓒𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓶𝓪𝓼! 𝓗𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓼𝓷𝓸𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮? 𝓘𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮. 𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓼𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓮𝓼, 𝓯𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓭𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓾𝓼.

𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾,

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