As night fell over Knockturn Alley, it seemed swallowed by an even deeper shadow.
The stars and moon appeared to have lost their light in this region, leaving behind only chaos and gloom. Weak, flickering candlelight swayed in the shops lining the street, their faded signs simultaneously tempting and warning every soul bold enough to set foot here.
Many people dressed in black robes like Quinlan and her companion moved through the hazy crowd, conducting all sorts of transactions. Whether searching for urgent magical items or seeking some unspeakable power, everyone found their stage in this forgotten corner.
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