It was a cold day.
Freezing in fact.
Just one of the many reasons he hated the world of the muggles. Not that the Wizzarding World was any warmer. But any excuse would do Rodolphus just fine. He’d give anything really to get his wand back. After that dreadful Potter boy came in and killed Voldemort, his followers were stripped (mostly) of their magic and tossed to the muggles they so hated.
He was approaching his new home…a shitty thing it was. Of course to most beholders it was a rather upper-class style house—fairly large and with a neatly tended yard. But for Rodolphus anything built...
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