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"Lord Eredin," a Wild Hunt rider spoke.
Voldemort nodded. "I know."
He stood at the prow of the ship, gazing downward.
There, rooted like a black reef in the endless white sea, stood Nurmengard.
No guards.
Yet the doors stood wide open.
As the ship descended, a red carpet unfurled from the aged, abandoned fortress—though it was quickly buried under snow.
Voldemort noticed.
"You stay here," he commanded the Hunt. "I'll go in ...
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