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Outside the castle gates at dusk, Oliver stands front-center clutching a wooden wand, eyes wide. Robin and Luna flank him with determined faces, their wands glowing softly as green lightning forks across swirling storm clouds above the stone towers.
Oliver clutched his wooden wand tightly as dark clouds swirled above the castle. His friends Robin and Luna rushed to his side. "Voldermord is coming," Oliver whispered nervously. Luna pointed to the sky where green lightning crackled. "We have to protect the Magic Stone," Robin said bravely. The three young wizards held hands, their wands glowing softly. "Together we're stronger," Luna reminded them. They heard evil laughter echo through the halls. Voldermord's shadow appeared at the gate. The adventure was beginning.
In the dim tower library lined with towering shelves, Robin raises a dusty scroll triumphantly while Oliver flips through an ancient book on a wooden table. Luna stands beside them under flickering candlelight, focused eyes tracing the spell’s words.
The friends raced to the tower library. "There must be a spell to stop him," Oliver said, flipping through ancient books. Robin found a dusty scroll behind a shelf. "Look at this protection spell!" he exclaimed excitedly. Luna read the words carefully. "We need to say it together at the Stone," she explained. Footsteps thundered below them. "He's inside the castle!" Oliver gasped. They grabbed the scroll and ran down the spiral stairs. Their hearts pounded with fear and determination.
Inside the castle’s torch-lit great hall at night, Oliver and Luna stand side-by-side before the glowing Magic Stone pedestal, wands unleashing converging golden beams. Voldermord recoils beneath swirling dark robes, snarling as the radiant shield blocks his staff’s magic.
Voldermord stood before the glowing Magic Stone in the great hall. His dark robes billowed as he raised his staff. "Stop right there!" Oliver shouted bravely. The three friends stepped forward together, wands raised high. "You cannot defeat me," Voldermord sneered. Luna began reading the protection spell. Robin and Oliver joined her voice. Their wands shot bright beams of golden light. The beams combined into one powerful shield. Voldermord stumbled backward, his dark magic bouncing off their barrier.
In the softly lit great hall at dawn, Oliver, Robin, and Luna embrace in front of the peacefully glowing Magic Stone on its pedestal. Warm sunrise rays stream through tall windows as distant castle bells ring in celebration.
The golden light grew brighter and brighter, surrounding Voldermord completely. He vanished with a final howl, defeated by their friendship and courage. The Magic Stone glowed peacefully once more. Oliver, Robin, and Luna hugged each other, exhausted but happy. "We did it together," Oliver smiled. The castle bells rang out in celebration. Their teachers appeared, proud of the young wizards. "This isn't the end," Luna said wisely. "It's just the beginning of our journey." The three friends looked toward the sunrise, ready for whatever came next.