Harry's voice came from the void, filled with deep confusion.
He secretly wondered if this was a precious heirloom left behind by his father. But why had it only now come into his possession? The mystery hung over him like an invisible net, wrapping tightly around him.
On the first night he obtained the Invisibility Cloak, the moonlight was like water, its silvery radiance pouring through the carved window lattices onto every inch of Hogwarts Castle.
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