The three of them had no idea how they managed to force their legs to carry them into the room.
Every single thing happening before their eyes, every second and every frame they witnessed, was torturing their sanity, suffocating them as if they had plunged straight into the Black Lake just visible through the window.
Wenxiu Lord sat on the bed, watching as Severus closed the dormitory door, raised his wand to point at empty air, and pressed his back against the wooden panel.
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