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... barrels.
Even the rundown Hog's Head back in Hogsmeade had far more stock.
Decrepit-looking food hung from the walls, alongside strange decorations whose purpose she couldn't guess.
She craned her neck, peering around curiously.
There was a certain innocent clarity to her actions, something that would be glaringly obvious to anyone from this era as a sign of naïveté.
Those born in times of peace were a world apart from those born in times of turmoil.
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