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... outside a forgotten village.
Little Hangleton.
Ben blinked against the sudden shift in light and temperature. Gone was the snowy sparkle of Hogsmeade Station; Little Hangleton looked as if it had been cursed with apathy. The streets were empty, the houses either bland or sagging, and the air was thick with that special kind of damp you could only get in the middle of nowhere in Britain.
Ben knew it, though he hadn’t been here before. He’d seen Riddle murder his grandparen ...
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