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Lunch in the Lion’s Den

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Chapter 10: Lunch in the Lion’s Den

The lunch bell rang like a dinner gong in a castle—deep, resonant, echoing off the vaulted ceilings of the main dining hall. West Hall transformed from lecture space to feast hall in minutes. Long oak tables groaned under silver chafing dishes, crystal pitchers, and platters that belonged in a Renaissance painting rather than a university cafeteria.

Purebloods dominated the prime sections near the windows: rare steaks sliced thin and bloody, seared just enoug
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