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... re rose once more. Dessert plates shimmered with remnants of treacle tart and chocolate pudding, and the air was warm with candlelight. The Headmaster’s eyes twinkled as he spread his hands.
"Well, now that we are all full—" he paused, smiling faintly, "—or at least I hope so. If not, I expect you will find a way into the kitchens before long. And since I know some of you will... I shan’t worry too much."
Laughter rippled through the hall. Professor McGonagall, however, gave Dumb ...
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