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... ow alley.
The yard was overgrown and neglected. Wild grass choked the ground, and a lone ornamental tree twisted grotesquely, its branches sprawling without grace.
Fresh footprints led to the front door—whoever had arrived earlier hadn't even bothered to knock off the slush from their boots, leaving the entrance a muddy mess.
"Looks like Madam Bagshot's final years weren't exactly pleasant," Harry observed, surveying the scene.
One could tell a lot about someone's ...
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