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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Sybil sat in the library surrounded books but couldn't help but already feel defeated. This year had not gone how she expected and when she thought about it too much her bottom lip started to quiver. Her grades where no where near where she wanted them to be, quidditch had ended terribly, not to...
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