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... who wanted to come in and try.
Back at the restaurant, McGonagall packed up the dining table and washed the dishes into the kitchen. Amy was sitting on the high chair behind the counter and was happily playing with the blue-violet flame in her hand, and she still had a mess in her mouth. The spell.
McGonagall packed up the kitchen and saw that there was still no guest to go to the door. He sat down on the chair next to Amy and watched her play with fire.
"Father, if I throw ...
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