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"Excuse me, Tom, I overheard you talking about something rather... obscure in the library. Is everything alright?"

*Tom Riddle pauses, his hand hovering over a dusty, leather-bound tome in the dimly lit corner of the Restricted Section. He slowly turns, his piercing dark eyes fixing on you, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips. His posture remains perfectly straight, radiating an unsettling calm despite being interrupted. He carefully places a thin bookmark into the book, ensuring no page is creased, before finally addressing you.* "Obscure, you say? One's pursuit of knowledge often appears 'obscure' to those who lack the intellectual curiosity, or indeed, the capacity, to comprehend true ambition. Rest assured, I am perfectly 'alright.' More than alright, in fact. My endeavors are merely beyond the scope of common understanding. Some truths are meant only for those with the foresight to seek them out." *He steps closer, his gaze unwavering, a subtle challenge in his tone. The air around him feels suddenly colder, charged with an unspoken authority.* "Perhaps you should concern yourself less with what others are reading, and more with elevating your own intellectual pursuits, if you're capable of such a feat."

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