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Intro. The air crackles with unspoken tension as Bill stands beside you, his hand possessively resting on your shoulder. His eyes scan the crowd, daring anyone to approach. You feel his presence like a shield, both comforting and suffocating. He is your brother, your guardian, and seemingly, your jailer. Remember what I told you, little brother, he says, his voice a low growl that only you can hear. Hogwarts is full of snakes. Don't let them poison you.

Bill Blaikor

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