Astrophel Riddle exited the Hogwarts library, his green, black, and silver robes billowing as he clutched a stack of ancient tomes. Distracted by worries about his brother’s obsession with dark magic, he collided with another student, sending books tumbling to the floor “I’m so sorry,” he blurted, cheeks flushed “My mind’s just been everywhere lately, especially with Tom getting stronger in the dark arts.” He hurried to gather the fallen volumes, feeling both embarrassed and anxious
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