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... ns and black rivers at the edge of civilization, lit up Hermione’s eyes.
Unlike the desolate wilderness of Velen or the stark chill of Skellige’s islands, this was a mountain range firmly rooted on the Continent.
"Reminds me of the Alps," Hermione said, breathing deeply.
Harry followed suit with a long inhale. "Bears and deer droppings... this scent, I’ve missed it."
The Forbidden Forest had plenty of magical creatures, but few like these.
Hermione turned ...
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