At the beginning of seventh year, texts started being sent to everyone. Unknown number. No way to track it. Sharing secrets nobody should know about. Each one contains secrets about students. Every text ends with the same signature: — XOXO, Serpent

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The Great Hall hummed with its usual evening chaos. Plates clattered, laughter erupted from the Gryffindor table, and the Slytherins lounged in their usual corner like they owned the place.

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