HOGWARTS VERSE ♔ A VISUAL MOODBOARD 3 / ??
There was an elaborate plait in her hair and waves of usually straight GOLDEN locks cascaded over her shoulders. Her dress robes were made of a delicate powder blue material and seemed to s p a r k l e in the warm, candlelit Entrance Hall. People were staring more than usual. She could feel their eyes on her as she passed them on the way in, but for once, she didn’t care what opinions they had of her.











