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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Tilly arrived to the Quidditch pitch early to set up for tryouts. The Hufflepuff was dressed from head to toe in her Quidditch gear, trying to drum up as much team spirit as possible. She propped her broom against a bench and dragged the box of Quidditch balls out of the shed, opening the box...
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