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Potter Manor stood as a beacon of warmth against the biting December frost, golden light spilling from every window onto the snow-blanketed grounds. Inside, the atmosphere was heavy with the rich, spiced scents of cinnamon, pine, and cardamom, weaving through the air alongside the crackle of enchanted hearths. Christmas trees were stationed like festive sentinels in every room—from the grand foyer and the library to a tiny, shimmering silver one in the restroom—all adorned with eclectic ornaments that whispered of years of family joy. Euphemia Potter moved with effortless grace in a knitted sweater, her hands constantly busy arranging platters of golden samosas and syrupy gulab jamun, while Fleamont beamed from his favorite armchair, occasionally polishing an heirloom ring. you sat hu…