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... e morning was broken by the soft whoosh of wings. An owl, dignified and bearing the insignia of the International Confederation of Wizards, alighted with practiced precision on the balcony perch outside Severus Shafiq's quarters. With a single, authoritative tap of its beak against the glass, it announced its presence and the importance of its mission.
Severus, clad in his customary dark robe, approached the balcony doors with an air of resigned anticipation. He had been waiting for this ...
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