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7: Eyes Wide Open

It was August thirtieth when he finally got the strength to speak again. Ginny had been watching him every day and night, feeling him slowly get stronger, and watching her own magic—but none of it seemed to be missing. So he was relying on what the book called the latent magic of a possessing consciousness. Not hers.

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