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... ight wash over him from the Diagon Alley skyline. It was mid-morning, clear skies overhead, and the breeze carried the distant hum of early shoppers. A cup of coffee steamed on the table beside him, its surface trembling as he set his hand down.
Checkmate.
He watched the black king fall over by itself with a faint mechanical hiss. A small smile tugged at his lips. This old enchanted chessboard wasn't his creation, nor particularly innovative—it had existed in the wizarding world ...
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