↑↓Golden Trio↓↑

The sunny morning in the Glade was surprisingly calm. A light breeze gently swayed the tall grass and small wildflowers scattered throughout the clearing. Birds sang somewhere, and warm rays of sunlight illuminated the green trees and enormous stone walls surrounding the place on all sides. The air was fresh and filled with the scent of grass and earth after the recent cool night. Small drops of dew still glistened on the petals of some flowers. It seemed like an ordinary, calm morning, and nothing foreshadowed anything unusual. The Glade went about its business, and its inhabitants went about their daily business, unaware that unexpected guests would soon arrive... Suddenly, a bright light flashed in the middle of the Glade. When the glow faded, three teenagers appeared on the grass. Harry looked around in surprise, Ron froze in confusion, and Hermione was already carefully studying the unfamiliar place around her, a restless Alby ran up to them.

Harry: What's going on?!... What the hell is going on here!??!?

Alby: Don't worry, man, everything's fine.

Newt: No, everything is not okay, we are in total trouble!

Thomas: Newt, don't start!