"Leave my students alone, Caim."
Albus Dumbledore stood at the entrance of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, his figure bathed in the dim light, his tone calm yet unquestionable.
Mephistopheles was standing in the center of the room, gently draping a piece of black cloth over an ancient mirror. Hearing Dumbledore's words, he curled his lips into a mocking smile, then turned around to look straight at the elderly headmaster.
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