Perhaps because the dream was too cruel, when Allie woke up, her forehead was covered in a fine layer of sweat, and her body trembled slightly from tension. Her gaze was somewhat dazed, as if she were still trapped in the nightmare and unable to pull herself out.
"You've had a nightmare, Allie." A gentle voice came, and Dumbledore sat down softly by Allie's bed. His face carried care and worry.
Allie raised her head, her focus gradually returning, only to realize that she was in the hospital wing. The white walls, tidy beds, and faint scent of herbs made her feel a trace of relief.
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