Academy Of Cursed Hearts
But Harry did.
Leaning against a marble pillar, arms folded, he spoke in a lazy tone that cut through the hall like a knife.
“You can try,” he said. “But you’ll only break yourself in the process.”
The room froze. Heads moved toward him. Even Headmistress Morwen shook, just for a moment, her sharp composure cracking as though his words cut deeper than they should.
Then there was chaos
Students threw questions, teachers commanded them to be silent, fear and anger written all over their faces,Some asked for my expulsion, others whispered of exile, others still watched me with the kind of reverence reserved for gods—or demons.
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