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... his seat, silver hair glinting under the torchlight. His expression was cold, contemptuous, and entirely unreadable as he gestured with his long, gloved hands. The room seemed to shrink with his presence, and all eyes were drawn to the man who had made his reputation both feared and respected among pure-blood circles.
"Well," Malfoy began, his voice smooth but cutting, "so what if this photograph—or whatever magical trickery you present—proves that a man presumed dead for nearly thirtee ...
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