The Broken Claw, the Strange Room and the Dragon’s Snort. The night was dark, heavy with an oppressive fog that curled through the alleys of Knockturn Alley.The air felt thicker...
High and Solid Walls Tonks trusted that, with time, she would learn to balance her two jobs. For now, everything was a whirlwind of comings and goings: mornings at the...
Unos muros altos y sólidos Tonks confiaba que, con el tiempo, aprendería a equilibrar sus dos trabajos. Por ahora, todo era una locura de idas y venidas: mañanas en la...
Soy una orgullosa oveja negra En contraste con la diversión de los últimos días, Tonks despertó con el ánimo pesado la mañana siguiente. No era un mal humor explosivo, de...
I’m a proud black sheep In contrast to the cheerfulness of the past few days, Tonks woke up the next morning with a heavy heart.It wasn’t the kind of explosive...
To Walburga Black — may she never rest in peace. The kitchen of Grimmauld Place was crowded. The large wooden table, scratched by years of use and witness to countless...
CONSTANT VIGILANCE! Tonks walked through the streets of London, trying to sort out her thoughts. She kept a cautious distance from Rookwood, who blended into the crowd a few steps...
¡EN GARDE! Sparks of spells lit up the training room as the Auror rolled across the floor, dodging Kingsley’s latest attack. The echo of curses slamming against the walls lingered...
A troll leg umbrella stand?! The evening light bathed the horizon in orange as Tonks and Moody took up their positions outside the Ministry of Magic. Hidden behind a dense...