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The barn and pastures was not a place that Minjae would step foot in to on a normal basis. Yet he was entering the pasture with the winged horses inside while holding a bucket of food against his chest.

The Hufflepuff was frustrated and scared. Not just for himself because he was Muggleborn but also for the other students. It had been clear during the feast that that lunatic had meant business and that he was not going to stop just because a couple of teenagers were giving him trouble.

He hated that people around him were getting hurt , tortured in class and he could do nothing but standby and watch.

He violently kicked at a loose pebble but missed it and his leg swung up, the mud under his shoes flying in the air. He let out a sigh of frustration as he walked over to the fence and placed the bucket of food beside him while he leaned his back against the fence as he thought about that his little brother was going to start at Hogwarts next year.

That lunatic and his goons needed to be gone before that time came because he was not sending his little brother to Hogwarts like this.
Wow. This sucked.

First couple days of seventh year were already dreadful and it wasn’t even the academics that were driving his mood. Monsters of people had come and were torturing children. Torturing children!! Who does that?? In what world is that acceptable? Noah wished to yell out loud to the universe in frustration or throw his hands up in the air or something to relieve the stress that made him feel sick to his stomach.

He took a walk. Air would be good. Breathing would be good.

He ultimately found himself near the Barns and Pastures. Maybe he could confide to a Kneazle about his feelings or just distract himself with a visit to some creatures for now? Yes, that would be a good distraction.

As he walked past the winged horse pasture, he found Minjae there with a bucket of food. “Hey! Minjae!” he called out, offering what he could muster for energy to provide a small smile. He was glad to see that Minjae was still in one piece. It was good to see a friend right now especially one who was in the same boat as him over family heritage. “How’re you holding up?
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