The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and Harry's first thought was that this was not someone to cross.
A wonderful series of scenes from Minerva's life, wrought in Mothwing's signature silhouettes. Even though one never sees a face in detail, the artist manages to convey a compelling and conherent story with a fascinating central character. The format leaves just enough ambiguity to get the viewer's imagination roiling with possibilities.
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