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... t as though his mind was being caressed by a pair of hands, and his entire being relaxed.
Passing by the Whomping Willow, he briskly made his way to Hagrid's hut. "Fang," he called out, and the black hound happily wagged his tail, barking enthusiastically at him.
Hagrid swung open the door, his large hand propped on the doorframe, a smear of red sauce on his lips. "Felix? Er, I'm having a bite... come on in, it's a bit of a mess..."
He hurriedly wiped his mouth, his face ...
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