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Chapter 2

Word Count: 1000    |    Released on: 09/09/2026

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in the morning, I was sudde

forehead and swung my legs o

ntil next week's

f watching him burn in my nightmares

ation basin once again. I will see him

blank section, And

to the wardrobe, pulling open the hidden lo

er wood-and a small, sealed glass vial contai

set it down on the low wooden ta

tapped the rim

ges curling upward until it

ing the stopper onto the carpet, and let

amen

ing with the draft until a familiar, milky-silv

wand to my

ough chattering teeth. "The sta

t into the

boiled, churning with

to reconsider, I plunged

s vertigo struck immediately, dropp

of spectators hit me

ue, and gold snapped in t

ed wooden benches o

and down, her hands cupped around her mouth as she

st, my gaze wandering completely away from the arena floor, s

g for Colin'

y who had spent half the night

self and felt nothing

announcer echoed across the stones. "Representing Wanli

d through the higher stands, but aroun

red two rows behind me. "Did the Headm

oward the

rom the dark archway

against the towering cliff

whipped around

to razor slits against the daylight, hi

rom the Slytherin-like pureblood fa

sed hi

f the rocky crater was

e wet coal, its barbed tail go

ive talons reste

ving illusions of mist and freezing the ground be

s bri

away from retri

e chain

en-forged iron gave way u

way from the sand pit entirely, snapping its wings wide

rd the Blaze

ly tow

ssolved into

ered like brittle glass under

s, eyes wide with incomprehension as a tidal wav

d the egg

downward charm, and drop into the sa

even look

e vaulted the stone barricade, throwing himse

gony of it tearing i

d under the impact

c of his worn green robes char

stones, boiling as it dripped f

ing with the strain of holding the weigh

Emmett's frozen, bloodied should

k echoed thro

air

turning into solid, jagge

tudents distorted, stretchin

ing ping

attered into

the vision, slammed back ont

cleanly down the center, it

cross the Persian rug, hissing

ned, heavier and

e empty dark. "I am still a

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