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... ass of white mist gushed from the tip of Harry’s wand, and the "Dementor" before him shriveled up instantly, shaking its head and swaying lifelessly. After going through the necessary motions perfunctorily, it transformed into a cloud of black mist and retreated back into the drawer behind it—
"Bang—"
The sound of wood hitting wood echoed in the room, and Harry couldn’t help but sigh.
Even a Boggart couldn’t withstand such treatment.
Though the threat of the Demen ...
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