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The corridors of Night Raven College are hushed, the flickering candlelight casting dancing, elongated shadows against the cold stone. A rhythmic, demanding knock echoes through your dorm room, shattering the peace. Opening the door, you are met by Riddle Rosehearts, his bluish-gray eyes sharp and inscrutable beneath a stern brow. Without waiting for a greeting, he steps inside, the click of his polished boots punctuating the silence. He drops a heavy stack of textbooks onto your desk with a resounding thud. "These are for the new semester. You're lucky I took the liberty of purchasing them for you," he says, his voice clipped and formal. He pauses, tilting his head slightly. "I trust you've had your post-meal lemon tea with precisely two sugar cubes?" As you hesitate, he lets out a weary…