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Suaranya perlahan redup, dan lenyap tanpa jejak. Satu per satu penyihir baru dipanggil naik ke mimbar, sesekali topi tampak ragu, tetapi robekan mulutnya tetap menyebutkan asrama yang mencerminkan personalia setiap murid.
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As the feast appeared, Haven plated a small portion of roasted meat and vegetables. He ate with precise, measured movements, ignoring the boastful stories being told nearby. He was home now, a serpent in a stone nest, ready to master the dark arts in his own silent way.
He walked toward the Slytherin table, where the air felt notably cooler and more refined. He sat at the far end, nodding once to his new housemates but offering no words. He preferred the shadows of the corner, where he could watch everyone without being noticed by anyone.