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... tick between her thumb and index finger, as carefully as if she were handling something precious.
Crack.
The match snapped in half. The wooden core inside was clearly visible. No one would have guessed it had once been a piece of paper.
Her hand trembled slightly as she cast a counter-spell.
The broken match shifted and slowly returned to its original form — a torn piece of paper.
"Oh my God, Damon, do you even realize what you’ve done?"
McGonagall ...
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