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... essor McGonagall continued calling names. A few more first-years shuffled through quickly—unremarkable faces lost in the crowd.
Then she announced, "Hermione Granger!"
Erwin felt the bushy-haired girl beside him tense up like a coiled spring. In the echoing vastness of the Great Hall, it almost felt like some solemn rite. Hermione was practically vibrating with nerves.
She shot Erwin a wide-eyed glance.
"It’s fine," he whispered. "Simple as anything. You’ve seen i ...
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