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... f the enchanted carriage that had transported him from the bustling streets of Boston to the serene heights of Mount Greylock. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of pine and the promise of new beginnings. Before him stood Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, its majestic silhouette partially veiled by a wreath of misty cloud—a testament to the powerful enchantments that concealed it from No-Maj eyes.
As he approached the grand entrance, the massive doors adorned with marble s ...
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