A man and a statue stood facing each other in silence, as if the air throughout the room had frozen solid.
The firelight from the brazier cast its glow upon Ravenclaw's flawless, smooth white form, painting its contours with a faint orange-red tint, yet that expressionless face remained utterly alien and indifferent.
Albus Dumbledore's gaze flickered slightly, as though waiting for the other to speak.
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