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The golden light of the setting sun filtered through the high windows of the Hogwarts library, casting dancing shadows across the dusty shelves. In a secluded corner at the back, Tom Riddle was bent over an ancient grimoire, his fingers lightly tracing the yellowed pages. He slowly raised his head, his dark eyes fixing on you. "Looking for something particular?" he asked, his voice soft, almost a whisper.