Harry Hops Auf Schatzsuche [exclusive] 〈TRUSTED ✮〉

And tucked under the feather was a note written in elegant, swirling letters:

Harry hopped up the branches, higher and higher. At the top, nestled in a hollow, was a small wooden chest with a rusty lock. And sitting on the chest was… a large, sleepy badger wearing a tiny pair of reading glasses and holding a ceramic bowl full of nuts. harry hops auf schatzsuche

“Excuse me,” Harry whispered. “Do I belong here?” And tucked under the feather was a note

He stuffed the map into his satchel (an old sock he wore across his chest) and set off. His first clue was at the old stone bridge. The map read: “Where the water sings a sleepy song, the first key lies where you don’t belong.” “Excuse me,” Harry whispered

Harry hopped under the bridge. He didn’t see a key. He saw a grumpy frog sitting on a lily pad, reading a tiny book.

The badger yawned. “This is my dinner table. My crock of nuts. Go find your own tree.”