After years of stories, friendship, and shared history, HNZ has entered its archive era.
Thank you to every member, professor, prefect, shopkeeper, club leader, GM, and admin who helped build this community.
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It was a cool afternoon and after asking permission from the parents, the triplets ventured outside with Slate falling behind. He had his face on a book, reading over Atkin's old Hogwarts: A History. He occasionally looked up to see that he did not lose his siblings as they walked faster than he...
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