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... s and Ministry roads, stood an ancient white castle, gleaming like bone against the forest that surrounded it. Its spires pierced the mist of the highlands, and its heavy gates bore the sigil of the House of White—a coiled Fox over a silver sun. This was Whitehall Manor, ancestral seat of one of the oldest and most elusive pure-blood families in magical Britain.
Inside, the grandeur was as formidable as its reputation. The high-ceilinged halls were adorned with enchanted tapestries, marb ...
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