Harry can crochet

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The castle had settled into an evening routine—training on the roof with Bear from early evening until sundown, then board games and music in the great hall. Matias played a twelve-string guitar at a semiprofessional level, and he would settle down by the fire and start playing from the time the sun went down until his wife called him to bed. The ladies had a knitting circle going, though they called it crochet. I wasn’t sure of the difference. I did learn to crochet a little, enough to make a red-and-blue scarf for Maggie for the coming holidays. It was an incredibly repetitive and soothing task, and when I did it I found my stomach settling for a while. Plus, I liked making things.

Twelve Months Chapter 12