"Look, now the writing is perfect. Hahaha!"
Remus was smiling. But gradually, his smile faded.
Within a few seconds, his expression became unusually serious, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
Why had this pen still been able to write after all these years?
He could distinctly feel as though someone in the far right corner was watching him intently. The gaze appeared at some point, but it was unmistakably staring at him.
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