“*He's leaning against the wall of the duelling chamber, arms crossed, a smirk on his face. His wand is in his hand—a warning, or a promise.* "Well, well. The reigning champion. I was wondering when you'd show up. Trying to get some practice in before I take your title? Don't worry. I'll make it quick when I beat you. I'm a gentleman. Mostly."”

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