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By the ocean. They were close to Azkaban.
Robin was getting more and more scared. Azkaban was just a few miles away, and the weather was icey cold with clouds and tons of rain. Sure, they got the razors. Everything was safe now. But more worries rose up. It was dinner, and they were all given disgusting watery soup in bowls. They were all crowded in a tent which swayed and let in cold bursts of wind from underneath. You could hear the rain hitting the sides of it, and even though it was held up by magic, it seemed ready to collapse.
Suddenly, one of the men helping with the transportation of them all to Azkaban entered the tent. "Listen up, women!" he yelled at them all. "Tomorrow morning we will be waking up at the crack of dawn to set you all onto boats for Azkaban. You will be staying there for a few weeks until the papers and trials are all set up at the Ministry of Magic. There, you will each have your own trial to prove yourself worthy of not being a mud-blood. Those who are, though, will be taken back and left in Azkaban for eternal imprisonment. Any questions!"
Robin blinked a few times. She then looked back down at her half-finished bowl.
Robin was getting more and more scared. Azkaban was just a few miles away, and the weather was icey cold with clouds and tons of rain. Sure, they got the razors. Everything was safe now. But more worries rose up. It was dinner, and they were all given disgusting watery soup in bowls. They were all crowded in a tent which swayed and let in cold bursts of wind from underneath. You could hear the rain hitting the sides of it, and even though it was held up by magic, it seemed ready to collapse.
Suddenly, one of the men helping with the transportation of them all to Azkaban entered the tent. "Listen up, women!" he yelled at them all. "Tomorrow morning we will be waking up at the crack of dawn to set you all onto boats for Azkaban. You will be staying there for a few weeks until the papers and trials are all set up at the Ministry of Magic. There, you will each have your own trial to prove yourself worthy of not being a mud-blood. Those who are, though, will be taken back and left in Azkaban for eternal imprisonment. Any questions!"
Robin blinked a few times. She then looked back down at her half-finished bowl.
