Haunter
Everybody readied their phones.
And soon we saw the white figure come up the stairs at a quick steady pace, like he was forty years younger. Hugo paused at the doorway, not a hint of agitation, glowing and beaming with his white suit, white hair and that aura of joyful serenity he seemed to radiate. He put his hands together before his chest and nodded. Then he walked in, reaching out to both sides of the human corridor that had formed from the doors to the first two columns.
He held Harry’s and another man’s hands first, pressing them with an affectionate smile. Next he took my hand, kissing my fingers as to make me blush down to my toes, and then he turned and paused to give Amy a quick ti
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