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    Next Gen. Harry Potter- [Raez & Notebooks]

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    "Quickly!, we'll be late." shouted a red-head, another boy groaned, reluctantly running after the other. Once the front of his cart touched the wall, it disappeared, and the both of them vanished.

    A boy watched them carefully, pushing dark strands of hair away from his auburn-coloured eyes. He hadn't gone through the wall before, and didn't seem fond of using it until he figured out exactly how it worked.
    An older man who shared his messy, coal-black hair stood a few feet behind him, holding a small brown-haired boy by the hand. The boy constantly tried to pull loose- going as far as trying to bite his way out of the man's hand-, and when his father's grip loosened for a moment, James shot foward. He crashed into his brother, taking Albus by surprised. Both of them were thrown through the wall and landed uncomfortably on top of Albus' cart. Their mother laughed, before following them hand-in-hand with her husband. A small girl ran behind them, her head was a mass of red similiar to her mother's.

    Lucile followed, walking a few feet behind them. She hesistated a moment but then passed through the wall; for a second or two, the world around her went dark, but then she emerged into a new, busy, platform full of wizards and witches waiting to board the Hogwarts Express. She spotted the messy-haired man trying to help his sons up and watched as the youngest whined about his glasses. She struggled to hold her trunk with one hand, then heaved it from the cart, and grabbed hold of a cage with her other hand. A small white owl screeched, tapping its beak against the bars that stopped him from roaming free.

    The station was much busier than its muggle-equivalent. For some reason the majority of wizards and witches seemed in a hurry. People kept glancing at their hexed watches, hurrying their children into the train at a fast pace.

    The only figures that did not seem to fit in with the hurried crowd, stood at the back of the station. Both of them leaned back at the wall, their wands cautiously drawn. One of them wore a dark brown cloack with fitting hat, while they other was dressed in what seemed a mixture between a muggle's work attire, and a tasteless summer shirt. Both men had a small card pinned on their left shoulder, identifying them as Ministry officials. They acted as additional security at the station, requested by the Minister himself, Kingsley Shacklebolt.

    Lucile walked passed, without taking any notice of them.

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    Anelie stared at the wall with determination, took a deep breath trying to calm down, with both her mother and father looking at her from behind, as full of hope as she was. She looked after them one more time and rushed through the wall with her eyes closed. In a second she found herself in another train station, next to the train that was going to take all the students to Hogwarts, most definitely.

    Everybody rushed to get the kids into the train before it left, as the girl ran by the wagons anxiously, trying to find someone that could teach her around. All the people were in such a hurry they either pushed her away or they didn't even notice her. Already tired of all the running she did, Anelie approached a girl with black hair that seemed to be the only other one that kept her head on her shoulders instead of running like a maniac or hurrying to get into the train. She put her head on the girl's shoulder and stopped her.

    "I'm sorry..um.. do you know around? I have no idea where to go.. everybody's hurrying so bad." she looked at her smiling at the thought of being around so many wizards. So many wizards..
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    If, after we have recognized intuitively a number of simple truths, we wish to draw any inference from them, it is useful to run them over in a continuous and uninterrupted act of thought, to reflect upon their relations to one another, and to grasp together distinctly a number of these propositions so far as is possible at the same time. For this is a way of making our knowledge much more certain, and of greatly increasing the power of the mind.

    We ought to give the whole of our attention to the most insignificant and most easily mastered facts, and remain a long time in contemplation of them until we are accustomed to behold the truth clearly and distinctly.

    The Meditator reasons that he need only find some reason to doubt his present opinions in order to prompt him to seek sturdier foundations for his knowledge. Rather than doubt every one of his opinions individually, he reasons that he might cast them all into doubt if he can doubt the foundations and basic principles upon which his opinions are founded.

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    The large red vehicle stretched across the railroad and made a loud whistling noise as its hour of departure approached. Small wizards and witches boarded the train through different entrances, each and every one of them hoping for a private compartment. The large clock read exactly, 10.45 giving the mass of children remaining on the station little time to board the train, and find a place to sit.

    Behind the mass of students, the magical wall still granted passage to a few late arrivals. As if to give aid to the helter-skelter fashion in which the magical folk now made their way to the train's many entrances. The train conductor; a very tall and lanky man, with a freckled complexion, hurried the last of a few brown-haired siblings through an entrance and then placed a small whistle at his lips. He blew, giving off a warning sign to a tall boy in the distance, who chased behind a small green frog on the rails. The lad jumped, quickly turning to face the large train and then decided upon leaving the tracks and luring the frog with magic. The small amphibian had almost made its way back to his owner when a sharp-faced boy gave it a kick and send it flying back onto the rails.

    Scorpius chuckled, letting out a loud, high sound. His mother granted him a few more seconds of laughter before slapping him across the cheek and dragging him off to the train's back entrance. Unfortunately, the son had come to not only resemble his father in looks, but also in behavior.

    Distancing herself from the fast-paced mass, a black-haired girl approached the front of the train. Her small white owl screeched and stopped her from hearing the girl that closed in on her from behind. Lucile felt a touch, and stopped at once. She turned her head, and looked into the green eyes of a girl roughly her age.

    "T-The train. We have to board it before 11.00." Lucile explained, pointing towards it. "Is this your first year as well?"

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    The train whistled and puffed along with the ton of children boarded already and the late arrivals still saying their goodbyes. Anelie was still kind of frustrated about the whole story. She couldn't believe she was a witch when she was told two weeks ago and she could barely believe her eyes now as well. She just passed through a wall. What the..?

    Listening to the black haired girl between the train's strident sounds she smiled, "Thanks a lot! Yes..this is my first year.." Anelie said then let go of the hand she was keeping on the girl's shoulder. "Mind if we sit togheter?" She was trying so bad to make a friend. This could've been the only way she'd get to know more about the witch thing.
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    If, after we have recognized intuitively a number of simple truths, we wish to draw any inference from them, it is useful to run them over in a continuous and uninterrupted act of thought, to reflect upon their relations to one another, and to grasp together distinctly a number of these propositions so far as is possible at the same time. For this is a way of making our knowledge much more certain, and of greatly increasing the power of the mind.

    We ought to give the whole of our attention to the most insignificant and most easily mastered facts, and remain a long time in contemplation of them until we are accustomed to behold the truth clearly and distinctly.

    The Meditator reasons that he need only find some reason to doubt his present opinions in order to prompt him to seek sturdier foundations for his knowledge. Rather than doubt every one of his opinions individually, he reasons that he might cast them all into doubt if he can doubt the foundations and basic principles upon which his opinions are founded.

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    Behind them the blond; Scorpius had boarded the train, and now paced through the long corridor with great dignity. More and more others followed him and the station started to clear. The figures in the back still stood where time had left them and were ordered not to move until the train departed. At that moment, they would board as well.

    The opportunity for trouble had not yet arrised, and thus the men had grown tired. Occaisonaly one of them would let out a yawn, or scratch the back of his head. It was because of this that they noticed little of what was going on at the wall. A hooded figure passed among an ignorant family of four. He stalked away from them and entered the train by the last entrance, concealing himself with a camouflage spell. One of the men blinked, as if he had seen something but then yawned and continued paying attention to the group of remainders on the station.

    "I wouldn't mind." Lucile said, beaming her a smile. "But we should hurry, the train might depart without us." The girl shot a glance at the train and the large clock above it.

    10.58; tick, tock.

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    "Oh my!" Anelie gasped as she stared above, at the clock. She grabbed the girl's hand and ran to the closest entrance in the red train and jumped in. "What if we missed it? We can't miss Hogwarts, can we?" she spoke to the girl as she leaned against a wall, looking at the people still struggling to find a compartment to sit into. "Think we're gonna find any empty spots?" Anelie said between her hurried breathes.
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    If, after we have recognized intuitively a number of simple truths, we wish to draw any inference from them, it is useful to run them over in a continuous and uninterrupted act of thought, to reflect upon their relations to one another, and to grasp together distinctly a number of these propositions so far as is possible at the same time. For this is a way of making our knowledge much more certain, and of greatly increasing the power of the mind.

    We ought to give the whole of our attention to the most insignificant and most easily mastered facts, and remain a long time in contemplation of them until we are accustomed to behold the truth clearly and distinctly.

    The Meditator reasons that he need only find some reason to doubt his present opinions in order to prompt him to seek sturdier foundations for his knowledge. Rather than doubt every one of his opinions individually, he reasons that he might cast them all into doubt if he can doubt the foundations and basic principles upon which his opinions are founded.

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    Lucile put her trunk down for a moment, heaving the small cage on top of it and looking over the other girl's shoulder. A few older students dissapeared into a compartment on the left, while a red-headed boy tried to straighten out his curls. A tall, lanky man entered the corridor and looked at the students entering. He smiled, reminded of how he had entered the train for the first time, a lifetime ago and moved back inside his compartment. He had lost his toad back then, hadn't he?

    "There must be a compartment left in the back." Lucile said softly, grabbing hold of her trunk again. She turned to the right and took a few steps, swallowing to calm down her nerves. She turned her head back to the girl and threw her a smile. "I'm sure we'll be just fine."

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    "I know we'll be fine I just don't wanna sit with weirdos." Anelie joked and went down the corridor looking around the compartments as the train started making weird sounds. She looked out the window to see the train station slowly depart, as they approached whatever was after it more and more. "C'mon, let's move." she spoke more to herself as they started getting closer to the back of the train. "So what's your name?"
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    If, after we have recognized intuitively a number of simple truths, we wish to draw any inference from them, it is useful to run them over in a continuous and uninterrupted act of thought, to reflect upon their relations to one another, and to grasp together distinctly a number of these propositions so far as is possible at the same time. For this is a way of making our knowledge much more certain, and of greatly increasing the power of the mind.

    We ought to give the whole of our attention to the most insignificant and most easily mastered facts, and remain a long time in contemplation of them until we are accustomed to behold the truth clearly and distinctly.

    The Meditator reasons that he need only find some reason to doubt his present opinions in order to prompt him to seek sturdier foundations for his knowledge. Rather than doubt every one of his opinions individually, he reasons that he might cast them all into doubt if he can doubt the foundations and basic principles upon which his opinions are founded.

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    Lucile followed the girl, walking down the corridor. She glanced through one of the many windows and watched as the station became smaller and smaller, turning into a black dot in the distance. The corridor stretched before them, showing off its incredible lenght and Lucile vaguely remembered reading about it. She moved her fingers through the gaps in her owl's cage; now resting on her trunk and patted the small snow-owl on the head.

    "L-Lucile. How about you?" The girl answered, trying hard to drop the polite tone in her voice. It was a long time ago that she had conversed with magical folk her age, but somehow it felt reassuring.

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    "I'm Anelie." Anelie walked to the end of the train. The last two compartments were both empty. She entered the first one and arranged her stuff in one of the spaces she found, putting the cat box over all of them. "I hope this isn't going to be a long one." she said as she sat down, looking out the window. "It's nice to meet you. I've never seen a witch before. Except me and my father, of course." she smiled watching Lucile.
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    If, after we have recognized intuitively a number of simple truths, we wish to draw any inference from them, it is useful to run them over in a continuous and uninterrupted act of thought, to reflect upon their relations to one another, and to grasp together distinctly a number of these propositions so far as is possible at the same time. For this is a way of making our knowledge much more certain, and of greatly increasing the power of the mind.

    We ought to give the whole of our attention to the most insignificant and most easily mastered facts, and remain a long time in contemplation of them until we are accustomed to behold the truth clearly and distinctly.

    The Meditator reasons that he need only find some reason to doubt his present opinions in order to prompt him to seek sturdier foundations for his knowledge. Rather than doubt every one of his opinions individually, he reasons that he might cast them all into doubt if he can doubt the foundations and basic principles upon which his opinions are founded.

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