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The end-of-term feast at Ilvermorny was a celebration tinged with both sorrow and hope. Students and staff gathered in the Great Hall, their spirits lifted by the triumph over darkness and the promise of a brighter future.

Ethan and Lyra sat together at the Gryffindor table, their presence a symbol of unity and resilience. The Heart of Sayre, safely restored to its rightful place, gleamed on a pedestal at the front of the hall-a testament to their bravery and sacrifice.

Headmistress Whitlock stood at the podium, her voice carrying across the hall with warmth and pride. "This year has been filled with challenges that tested our strength and resolve," she began, her eyes scanning the faces of the assembled students. "But we have emerged stronger, united in our commitment to protect Ilvermorny and uphold the values it stands for."

She paused, allowing her words to sink in before continuing. "Today, we honor those who have bravely fought for our school and our community. Marcus and Lila's sacrifices will never be forgotten. They remind us of the courage and selflessness that define us as witches and wizards."

A moment of silence followed, a collective tribute to those who had fallen in the struggle against darkness. Then, Headmistress Whitlock raised her wand, and the hall filled with the soft glow of enchanted candles. Music filled the air, and plates of delicious food appeared on the tables, signaling the start of the feast.

Throughout the evening, students shared stories of their triumphs and challenges, finding solace and strength in each other's company. Laughter and camaraderie echoed through the Great Hall, a testament to the bonds forged in adversity.

As the feast drew to a close, Ethan and Lyra stood together by the lake once more, gazing out at the moonlit waters. They knew that their journey was far from over, but they also knew that they were not alone.

"We did it," Lyra said softly, a smile tugging at her lips.

Ethan nodded, his gaze reflecting the moon's gentle light. "And we'll continue to protect Ilvermorny," he replied, determination burning in his eyes.

Hand in hand, they turned and walked back towards the heart of their school, ready to face the challenges and adventures that lay ahead, united in purpose and bound by the unbreakable strength of their connection.

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