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... ric Gryffindor
Standing before the last statue, beside the long and rather battered bridge that linked the clock tower to the hillside clearing, Severus placed his palm on the lion’s head and clenched.
The head shattered, showering the ground in marble.
"Last one." He bent, picked up the badge, and turned it over with mild curiosity. Same as the others: a strange fragment of a pattern, and nothing more.
"So now what?"
"Simple." All the badges shot from his ...
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