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... lently at the ends of the table, neither of them spoke.
Dumbledore closed his eyes and no one could figure out what he was thinking; Evan looked like he was staring at the curious silver instruments on the table that were emitting little puffs of smoke.
But in fact, he was thinking about Peter Pettigrew. Peter was in Hogwarts. With Harry’s father James Potter, Sirius Black, and Professor Lupin, they were a small group of four, just like himself now with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. ...
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