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... htly on his face. Under his fingers, the lightning-like scar was hot and painful, as if someone was pressing his forehead with a burning hot iron.
He sat up, covering his scar with one hand, and fumbled in the dark to get the glasses on the nightstand. He put on his glasses, and the scenery in the bedroom gradually became clear. The street lights outside the window passed through the curtains, which gave the bedroom a hazy orange-red soft light.
Harry stroked the scar with his fing ...
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