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... sent. And certainly no noisy students betting on who would win.
Just two girls standing opposite each other, twenty paces apart under the fading golden hue of afternoon light. Above, the glass ceiling shimmered faintly with protective enchantments, casting dappled reflections on the stone floor.
Eira stood tall, her white hair catching the light like frost. Her wand rested loosely in her hand, green eyes calm and unreadable—like a forest at rest.
Fleur tilted her head sli ...
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