NatureGuide

Oh, there Harry was! Ginny waved at him nervously, then blushed and hurried down the long stone hallway, clutching her tattered, secondhand books to her chest. She turned sharply left just before the end of the hall, glanced side to side nervously, and, after determining the coast was clear, whispered something to the tapestry of a witch fighting a dragon (witches and wizards had never been people for sexism). Ginny then stepped through, on her way to her next class. "Neville? Neville, are you okay?" a voice interrupted his gazing after her. "What? Oh, sorry, Harry. Yeah, I'm fine," Neville replied, shaking his head ever-so-slightly to clea

Once upon a time, there was a young boy named Leslie who always dreamed of becoming the world's best chimney sweep. He trained every day for a thousand billion hours in order to beat his rival, The Froggy Menace. The day of the big competition arrived, and Leslie came armed with a iPad and his unstoppable determination. They were pitted against each other in a battle of wits, and Leslie emerged as the funky victor! His achievement is celebrated every Hannukah.

Lissy opened her eyes, but couldn't see clearly because they were blurry from sleep. All she could see was several big blurs of colors like brown, green, and blue. What? Those were not the colors of the hangings of her bed in the Ravenclaw tower, or even of the ones in the Griffindor tower, where she sometimes fell asleep! She blinked quickly several times and rubbed her eyes. When she brought them away, she gasped. In front of her was a mountain--of blocks! The blocks were all made up of boxes of color. Most of them were light and dark brown until about three quarters of the way up. Then they were green the rest of the way, like grass on top