The witching hour

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Hey guys, I have tried to do something new this chapter, let me know if it's good or not. It's related to the music and that's it I guess. Let me know if you liked the chapter and I'll see you guys on Tuesday. I have an exam on Monday so. Bye.

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The next few days I was busy as usual, working on music with Lizz, trying to develop a magical network along with my usual stuff. So suffice to say I had my hands quite full. I had taken a trip to diagon alley to find anything remotely useful since, my main treasure trove of books was in Hogwarts's dungeon.

I had not find anything that even remotely similar to what I was trying to achieve, but there was a thing that had caught my interest. Howlers, they capture the voice of the writer and read it out loud to the recipient of the letter. I know this wasn't enough but it was a start. This whole thing was starting to become bigger than what I could handle, but if it was easy to do, it wouldn't be fun.

Right now I was inside the studio, Lizz had completed another song and was going to a radio station for an interview. The single's album was quite literally on fire right now. Selling like hot cakes, and Lizz was right when she chose this song. Her demographic was mostly young females and men. That last part was quite odd but eh.

"You sure you don't want to come with me?" Lizz asked me with hope in her eyes. Steven stood behind her and sighed and just walked away.

"No, I can't. Until your album comes out. I can't come out." I pursed my lips and said while Ed chuckled, "Come out."

Lizz looked at him and then towards me and sighed and said, "I don't think it would be a problem you know... they love you."

I corrected her, "No, they like the mysterious guy... as soon as that mystery guy become Jonathan Grindlewald House. They might not love me... so can't take that chance."

She looked at me defeated and said, "Ugh, it's so not fair... you helped me with so much and I can't even tell them."

I looked at her and said, "Oh, you can tell that I helped and all but just don't say my name... let the mystery be there for a couple of months."

She had a mischievous look on her face and I felt a shiver down my spine and she said, "Fine, I will make you the most mysterious singer ever..."

I nodded and she waved her hands and went off to the station and Ed looked at me and asked, "So, mystery guy want to record something?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Eh, sure why not?"

I walked inside the studio and put on my headphones and said, "Play the demon's melody."

He looked at me and said, "Really?" I nodded and he sighed and started the melody.

The sweet melody of the song melted my ears and Ed started the recording.

🎶🎵When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold🎶🎵

(Inside the radio station)

Glenda with a warm enthusiasm opened the show with the sign of go from the director and he said, "Welcome to the Witching Hour, I'm Glenda Chittock your lovely host and across from the table is the equally if not more lovely singer our guest for today, Lizz Allen."

Lizz chuckled softly "Hi~"

🎶🎵When your dreams all fail
And the ones we hail
Are the worst of all
And the blood's run stale🎶🎵

Glenda asked with a smile, "How's our side of the wizarding world treating you?"

Lizz smiled and said, "My stay in here has been amazing to say the least."

🎶🎵I wanna hide the truth
I wanna shelter you
But with the beast inside
There's nowhere we can hide🎶🎵

Glenda smiles and asks Lizz, "So Ms. Allen, your singles album has been a smashing hit in the States, Britain and Brazil. It has crossed over 10 million in sales in just a few days. How does it feel?"

Lizz sighed and nodded, "You can call me Lizz and answer to your question is that it has been surreal... I mean I never expected to do that good..."

Glenda smiles and said, "Well, Lizz all your older fans didn't expect you to make a song like this... you used to be in a rock band and this is I'm not quite sure but it's new... do you have a name for it."

Lizz smiled mischievously and said, "Well, my partner does. He calls it pop."

🎶🎵No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come🎶🎵

Glenda looked at Lizz and asked, "Is this partner the mysterious voice that we have heard with you and the song Photograph?"

Lizz chuckled and nodded, "Yeah, he is an amazing person to work with."

🎶🎵When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide
Don't get too close
It's dark inside
It's where my demons hide
It's where my demons hide🎶🎵

Lizz continued, "His Lyrics are different, his style is different, even his work ethic is something that I haven't seen in many of my peers."

Glenda asked, "You didn't bring him with you?"

Lizz shook his head, "I asked him but he didn't want to he wants to keep himself a secret.~" She shushed and Glenda chuckled

🎶🎵At the curtain's call
It's the last of all
When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl🎶🎵

🎶🎵So they dug your grave
And the masquerade
Will come calling out
At the mess you've made🎶🎵

Glenda looked at Lizz and said, "A talented young man, with a voice of an angel... is he single?"

Lizz looked at Glenda before winking and said, "Perhaps?~ Who knows?"

🎶🎵Don't wanna let you down
But I am hellbound
Though this is all for you
Don't wanna hide the truth🎶🎵

🎶🎵No matter what we breed
We still are made of greed
This is my kingdom come
This is my kingdom come🎶🎵

Glenda then took one letter in her hands and said, "These are some of the letters sent to us by our listeners for you." She gave the letter and Lizz opened it and read it out loud.

"Dear Lizz,

I'm a huge fan of yours and I love your song Love story. When I heard you were singing with some nobody I was worried that it would hurt your career, but when I listened to the song I was happy that I was wrong. The song is beautiful and the two of you together are amazing. I just want to know if you two are together and will you two work in the future.

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