They called them the Final Six, because they got called in only as a last resort, for the most desperate and dangerous situations. After their wand woods, they were called Elder, Elm, Blackthorn, Redwood, Acacia, and Yew, and every one of them was beautiful and every one of them knew it. They used it to their advantage–it was every auror’s greatest hope and fear to draw their attention. When they departed, still impeccably dressed, to the corners of the world from whence they came–Iceland, France, Egypt, Yemen, Wales, Argentina–they left an awed and fearful crowd behind. They were hunters, liars, warriors, all them, but most of all, they were the best and they were ruthless.
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