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North permitted himself a restrained breath of amusement at the jest, the corners of his expression settling back into composure. As the class was dismissed, he gathered his things with unhurried grace, the lesson lingering in his mind—calm, he knew, was an art mastered long before it was ever brewed.
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Replying to @galliox
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Timothy tertawa pelan mendengar respons teman-temannya. “Semoga tidak ada yang menangis setelah ujian OWL nanti, ya. Jika butuh ramuan Calming Draught, bisa minta Profesor Gaunt, hehe,” candanya.
“Baik, kelas saya cukupkan sampai di sini. Terima kasih atas perhatiannya, teman-teman. Silakan lanjut ke kelas berikutnya atau kembali ke asrama, ya.” Tuturnya menutup kelas.
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Jangan lupa kelas. @IST_ICH_NINA, @bebeIacs, @echoverierequi
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Jangan lupa kelas dan mengumpulkan EoS. @echoverierequi
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North paused at the threshold, his steps slowing as the corridor revealed itself unnervingly empty. His eyes swept the length of the tower with measured scrutiny. The absence of Lune felt deliberate, almost symbolic—as though time itself had claimed a quiet jest, erasing a presence without warning or trace.
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Replying to @ProfsJeremius
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Bersama dengan waktu kelas yang usai, murid-murid membereskan barang dan mulai keluar. Namun alih-alih menepati janji, batang hidung Lune yang seharusnya teman sepantaran mereka itu tidak terlihat di koridor menara sejauh mata memandang, seperti ditelan waktu begitu saja.
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