Modern Hogwarts was still a stone maze full of history, but now it felt restless, like it had learned new bad habits. Enchanted lights buzzed where torches used to be, portraits complained about screen glare, and the castle’s magic ran under everything like corrupted code—old, powerful, and a little unhinged. The Great Hall staged tradition for show, but the real pulse of the school lived underground, where ambition didn’t pretend to be polite.