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... nally reached Fleur. The Veela stood at the center of the commotion, radiating otherworldly charm without even trying. Her silver-blonde hair caught the sunlight like silk, and her soft smile was sending tourists—especially the men—into barely concealed reverie.
Eira sighed, tugging her magical pouch open and drawing out a violet-colored Muggle hat.
"Here," she said, thrusting it toward Fleur with little ceremony.
Fleur blinked. "What’s this?"
"A hat. Put it on. B ...
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