The Moon Chaser of Hogwarts

“May Artemis bless you.” After a whispered prayer, the prey’s life will be snuffed out beneath a beam of piercing light, even if that prey is the immortal Voldemort. “My dear cousin, no matter how many Horcruxes you have, I’ll find every one of them. They’ll be the foundation for bringing my sister back to life.” Phobos clutched the wooden moon pendant, a flash of madness in his eyes. “Phobos, is using me really all you care about?” Cassandra Grindelwald pressed her wand to Phobos’s chin, tears welling in her eyes. “I’m sorry…”