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... eturn journey to Ilvermorny was quieter than their journey to New Orleans. After three grueling days at the Cirque du Combat, exhaustion clung to the group like a second skin. Some students slept, others stared out at the passing landscape, lost in thought.
Severus sat by the window, silent. His fingers traced the edge of his evaluation parchment, folded neatly in his robes. His mind replayed every duel, every correction, every mistake.
He had learned more in three days than he h ...
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