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... tudents on her way through the east wing. A girl muttering incantations into a spellbook like it owed her money. Two boys sparring clumsily in an empty classroom. A cluster of scholarship students huddled in the library, probably cramming for next semester already.
[Some people have nowhere to go. Others would rather grind than vacation. I respect it.]
She checked the common room. Empty. Peeked into one of the lecture halls. Nothing but dust motes floating in the sunlight.
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