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... fter every year’s O.W.L. exams, students would invariably gather on the grassy shores of the Black Lake.
The giant tentacles lay lazily on the shimmering surface of the Black Lake, with a hint of summer in the sunshine on the lakeside, the shadows of the beech trees blocking all its heat.
"...Haven’t you noticed that Harry has been acting a little strange lately?"
Ron mindlessly plucked the grass by his feet, glancing occasionally at the lakeside not far away.
"No ...
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