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Harry's duels had always been graceful.
He would weave between spells like he was dancing, killing without a trace, with only the lightest flick of a sword.
In contrast, most wizard duels lacked that elegance—flailing a wand like a stick, and if your Transfiguration wasn't up to scratch or you couldn't land a hit, the whole thing looked absurdly Gilderoy Lockhart-esque.
But the battle between Bellatrix Lestrange and Neville Longbottom—no, their fight to th ...
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