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Moments later, a Security van arrived unexpectedly. They offloaded something that looked like a vault.

“They are bringing the chalice in for the inauguration,” they heard one of the security guards warning the others on a radio.

“So even the fake one was kept in a vault all along,” Olivia sighed.

The inauguration began at the planned time. People were ushered to a bigger hall for the ceremony. The professor who was the special guest, walked over to the podium to say a few words and then the pastor pulled the red cloth. Everyone was mesmerized by the breath-taking beauty of the chalice that glowed under the yellow light of the chandelier.

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Harold Hearst sat in what looked like a den adorned with many kinds of crystals, an assortment of precious stones, mirrors and vials containing colourful potions. He loved spending time in this hideout as it reminded him of a peaceful life that he once lived. He was the oldest elf sorcerer alive and also the Warlock Alpha.

He took out