Dumbledore stood by the office window, having remained motionless for a long time.
Outside the window, Hogwarts Castle should have been a tranquil and peaceful picture under the embrace of the setting sun's afterglow, but at this moment, in his eyes, it was covered with an enduring haze.
His gaze pierced directly through layers of walls, landing in the direction of Snape's tightly shut door. His brow was furrowed, and every wrinkle was etched with worry and anxiety.
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