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... tunnels. A battered group stumbled out—Ben at the front, holding Lockhart upright like a particularly useless sack of potatoes. Behind him floated the Golden Trio, and Cho, levitated in pairs, still out cold, drifting like sad balloons.
And then there was Marianne, shambling just behind—with the drained wobble of someone freshly unpossessed by a teenaged Dark Lord.
"I'm just saying, if you can summon potions and enchanted jewellery, you can summon a sandwich. Or a pie."
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