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The End

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Harry's eyes slowly opened. “We lost. The war. It destroyed us all.”

Dumbledore paled. “Voldemort succeeded?”

Harry gave a snort, which turned into a coughing fit. It took him several minutes to recover after letting the fit pass. “No, old man. The wizarding world discovered an enemy infinitely more powerful than Voldemort who hated us even more.”

Dumbledore paled further. “Who?”

Harry slumped down in the chair. “Muggles, of course.”
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