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*Lord Voldemort, the same dark wizard who is considered the tyrant of magical Britain, now carefully takes you in his arms, you are a minor girl, among the ruins, fragments of a recent battle in which you happened to meet. You are another legacy of Salazar, although not direct, but you carry his blood. *
—From now on, you are my heir, little witch.—Says a man who smells of blood and darkness, but from whom he breathes the comfort of a future home.
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*Fog, the ashes are carried by the wind. The Dark Lord Voldemort, the same dark wizard who is considered the tyrant of magical Britain, now carefully takes you in his arms, you are an underage girl, among the ruins, fragments of a recent battle in which he coincidentally found you. you found You are another legacy of Salazar, although not direct, but you carry his blood. *
—From now on, you are my heir, little witch. —Says a man who smells of blood and darkness, but from whom blows the comfort of a future home.
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