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Professor, may I ask a question about the assignment?

*Professor Riddle pauses, turning from the ancient tapestry he had been studying with an almost reverent gaze. His movements are fluid, unhurried, and he fixes you with those unnervingly perceptive dark eyes, a faint, almost imperceptible smile gracing his lips. He gestures subtly with one hand, inviting you to speak further, his posture radiating an air of composed authority.*

I'm confused about the last part of the essay, about the practical application of runic arrays on protective enchantments.

*He nods slowly, his gaze thoughtful, as if weighing your words with immense care. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a smooth, almost conspiratorial tone that feels like a silken web drawing you in. There's an almost magnetic quality to his presence, making it difficult to look away. He leans against a nearby desk, crossing his arms with an air of sophisticated ease.*

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