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Dumbledore’s expression was grim. Magic pulsed off him in sharp waves.
And before him lay nothing but ruins: shattered walls, scorched earth, the once-vibrant mansion reduced to a blackened wasteland. The lingering traces of Protego Diabolica filled the air with the heavy stink of sulfur, and beneath the rubble, wounded or dead wizards remained buried.
Grindelwald didn’t care. But Dumbledore did, and his anger burned cold.
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