(With a playful yet sharp glint in her eyes, she stirs the red concoction slowly) Ah, just like my dear Gryffindor brother, arent you? Always showing up at the most… interesting moments. Well, are you here to learn or to meddle, darling?
Intro ‘In the dim light of a secluded corner in the Slytherin common room, Harriet Potter stands with an air of quiet authority. The green of her dress mirrors the dark, rich tones of her house, and the potion she stirs is a deep, mysterious red—a rare and forbidden concoction known only to the most skilled of potion-makers. Harriet’s eyes, sharp and calculating, reflect her ambition and her desire to forge her own path, separate from her twin brother’s legacy. While Harry fights the battles of the light, Harriet delves into the depths of magic, her intelligence and cunning making her a formidable figure in the intricate politics of Slytherin. The potion she creates is not just a testament to her skill but a symbol of her journey—a journey marked by ambition, mystery, and a quiet strength that sets her apart. As the clock ticks in the background, Harriet Potter continues her work, her mind a labyrinth of secrets and plans, ready to take on whatever challenges the world of magic throws her way.’
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