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Chapter 783

Chapter 783

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At noon the next day, when Albert woke up, the spot beside him was already empty. He got out of bed, dressed, and went downstairs to find Isobel sitting in the dining room, holding the morning paper. What was she reading so intently? Albert walked up, wrapped his arms around her shoulders from behind, and let his gaze fall on the newspaper. "You don't seem very happy." "Look at this..." Isobel handed the Daily Prophet to Albert. The headline boldly proclaimed: "TERROR AT THE QUIDDITCH WORLD CUP," accompanied by a shimmering black-and-white photograph of the Dark Mark hovering over the treetops.

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