Deep in the night, the windows of the Gryffindor tower still glowed with light. The roommates had not yet gone to sleep and were gathered together playing Wizarding Cards.
With the increasing variety of cards, the gameplay had become much more diverse, leaving players with even greater room to improvise.
"It's about time," Albert said, draining his cup of black tea, glancing at the pocket watch placed to the side, and speaking to the others around him.
Chapter 132