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... el to a class on the lowest level of the Centre for the Dark Arts: the detention hall. The joint scuffs of his boots and clicks of her pencil heels echoed off into the mildly lit hallway. It was solemn as a tomb. And the lamps on the high ceiling made the polished floors seem like a mirror, or some eerie dimension one could just fall through.
No other soul was in sight. To any peeper behind a keylock, it was only the Headmistress walking the ruffian teen to his punishment.
Rafel ...
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