The oily clouds swirled around the full moon as the howls of
wolves filled the territory.
“Hoot, hoot! Hoot,
hoot!”
“AHHH!!!”
“Calm down Bob its
only owls.”
“Its staring at me
cross eyes.”
“Don’t worry, just
ignore it and it will go away.”
“But…”
“But what Bob? Your Gryffindor
the wise, you should be brave. And I'm your fears knight, right partner?”
“Right! Now, I summon
the torch of light!” ‘Click!’ (Torch)
When Bob and John uncounted their fears they later came
across the Death of Keepers.
“Oh, no! Its waking up, the beast of all times, it’s finally
here.”
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