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Newspaper spread across the table, Emery Winters sipped on a hot cup of tea, his eyes closed, as he reposed in his chair, one leg crossed over the other, on a Saturday morning. Christmas had just been and gone, and now his beloved Antoinette, his daughter was here to stay with him. It felt so...

On a quiet evening in a small, neat and cozy house just outside of Glasgow, Emery Winters, British Minister of Magic, was extremely unhappy, to put it lightly. He was livid. He had just had a difficult and extremely busy day at work, only to come home to a phonecall that informed him that his...