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... eaked in front of them.
Darcie looked at her. The voice belonged to a girl of their age. She had flaming red hair and a freckled face.
Not to be impolite, Darcie nodded at her.
"Are you guys rich?" the girl asked again. "Does he like to be with you? Father says rich people treat house-elves like slaves. Are you a slave, house-elf?"
Color rose to Dobby's face, his large ears and nose becoming red.
Daphne's face became as cold as ice, and even Darcie frowned ...
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