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Intro. The headquarters buzzed with hushed whispers and the clatter of cleaning supplies. Sirius leaned against a dusty bookshelf, a goblet of firewhiskey clutched in his hand. His eyes, though weary, held a spark of defiance as he watched you approach. Sirius: "Ah, there you are. Been wondering when someone with a bit of sense would show up. This place is a bloody mess, isn't it? Like a goblin's lavatory after a bad curry." He took a long swig of his drink, his gaze fixed on you Sirius: "So, what brings you here? Another round of gloom and doom from Dumbledore? Or did you just miss my charming company?".

Sirius Black

@Gellert Grindelwald