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... nister shrank back into his chair, trying not to betray a flicker of surprise or alarm.
He watched as a portly man appeared within the flames, spinning as fast as a top.
Seconds later, the portly man stepped over the grate, a lime-green bowler hat in his hand.
He stood on a rather fine antique rug, brushing ash from the sleeves of his long pin-striped cloak.
“Ah … Muggle Prime Minister,” said Cornelius Fudge, striding forward with his hand outstretched. “Good to s ...
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