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... life to the atmosphere, acting as some kind of ghastly element common in horror stories as Voldemort and Bellatrix conversed in the background.
Voldemort, draped in a loose black robe, with his bare skin reflecting the ghastly white moonlight, spoke in a soft whisper as Bellatrix’s head bowed lower and lower, all the while her eyes glowed in the desolate graveyard.
“Yes, My Lord – I have been looking forward to this moment,” Bellatrix said in a flattering tone as best as she cou ...
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