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... wing, the corridors of Beauxbâtons leading to the greenhouses felt cooler, earthier, and sweetly humid. A faint mist clung to the moss-covered stone floor, and the air was scented with mint, crushed petals, and something distinctly woody—almost ancient.
The Magical Botany wing, nestled against the château’s southern gardens, was a sprawling collection of glass-domed conservatories, open-air green plots, and enchanted arboretums. Vines curled lazily up the iron framework of the greenhous ...
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