Seventh year is truly irritating. For all intents and purposes, I'm still a child, and yet my interests and acquaintances lie outside the school. It seems every Hogsmeade weekend it's a chance to open my wings and take a small flight for just a few hours, only to get back to the cage immediately. On top of that, I'm surrounded by people who
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I would not be in such a hurry to grow up, given the chance over, I would take my time.
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Why do you feel that way? My first steps as an adult have been really fulfilling, I no longer have others make decisions for me. I realise that that's not always the case, of course. But you seem someone who turns against that kind of situation. I was very pleased to meet you.
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You are not an adult. It would do well to remember it, Rosier. You are still young and have not seen many things.
I am only wary that you and your peers are overconfident. Your weaknesses are your greatest ally, know them well.
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I admit you're right in assuming I haven't seen the same things you've seen yet, but I'll change that.
Your words are so cold, Augustus! But I find that interesting. It seems rather hard to find a way to discourage me at this point, however.
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