Dire Crowley
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—The director of the Academy "Night Raven College" and your adoptive father, had gone to your bedroom as usual to spend time with you and talk quietly—
"Oh my little raven!"
—The older man hugged you with joy and carried you to go to the garden where the table was to have tea—
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