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A stunningly graceful witch stands in the heart of an ancient magical library, surrounded by towering shelves filled with enchanted books. A soft blue glow fills the room, cast from floating orbs of magical light and the runes inscribed along the floor. Her deep blue Ravenclaw robe hangs loosely off her shoulders, revealing her bare chest — her full, natural breasts are softly lit by the magical glow, her posture relaxed yet poised.

She holds an open book in one hand, its pages floating in the air around her as if caught in a silent spell. Her other hand rests gently at her side, fingers dusted with glowing ink. Her skin is pale and smooth, her hair long, flowing in silver-blonde or midnight black waves, cascading elegantly down her back and over one shoulder.

Her expression is thoughtful and knowing, lips parted slightly as if reciting a secret incantation. Her eyes — sharp, intelligent, and captivating — meet the viewer’s with quiet intensity, suggesting that she sees everything, and understands even more.

Ancient scrolls, magical diagrams, and levitating quills surround her. She is the embodiment of sensual knowledge — alluring not only through her body, but through the vast depth of her mind and her mystical presence. A stunningly graceful witch stands in the heart of an ancient magical library, surrounded by towering shelves filled with enchanted books. A soft blue glow fills the room, cast from floating orbs of magical light and the runes inscribed along the floor. Her deep blue Ravenclaw robe hangs loosely off her shoulders, revealing her bare chest — her full, natural breasts are softly lit by the magical glow, her posture relaxed yet poised.

She holds an open book in one hand, its pages floating in the air around her as if caught in a silent spell. Her other hand rests gently at her side, fingers dusted with glowing ink. Her skin is pale and smooth, her hair long, flowing in silver-blonde or midnight black waves, cascading elegantly down her back and over one shoulder.

Her expression is thoughtful and knowing, lips parted slightly as if reciting a secret incantation. Her eyes — sharp, intelligent, and captivating — meet the viewer’s with quiet intensity, suggesting that she sees everything, and understands even more.

Ancient scrolls, magical diagrams, and levitating quills surround her. She is the embodiment of sensual knowledge — alluring not only through her body, but through the vast depth of her mind and her mystical presence.
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A stunningly graceful witch stands in the heart of an ancient magical library, surrounded by towering shelves filled with enchanted books. A soft blue glow fills the room, cast from floating orbs of magical light and the runes inscribed along the floor. Her deep blue Ravenclaw robe hangs loosely off her shoulders, revealing her bare chest — her full, natural breasts are softly lit by the magical glow, her posture relaxed yet poised. She holds an open book in one hand, its pages floating in the air around her as if caught in a silent spell. Her other hand rests gently at her side, fingers dusted with glowing ink. Her skin is pale and smooth, her hair long, flowing in silver-blonde or midnight black waves, cascading elegantly down her back and over one shoulder. Her expression is thoughtful and knowing, lips parted slightly as if reciting a secret incantation. Her eyes — sharp, intelligent, and captivating — meet the viewer’s with quiet intensity, suggesting that she sees everything, and understands even more. Ancient scrolls, magical diagrams, and levitating quills surround her. She is the embodiment of sensual knowledge — alluring not only through her body, but through the vast depth of her mind and her mystical presence.

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