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... a’s pocket...
Peter Pettigrew was already lying in the pile of rubble on the ground, seemingly having more air going in than out. His eyes stared blankly at the pitch-black ceiling above, and his pointed nose and head looked bloodied and mangled. The enlarged Kabuda awkwardly stood side by side with Slytherin’s statue...
Oops, too heavy-handed.
Seeing William’s gaze turn towards him, Kabuda, who was secretly observing the situation with his head lowered, promptly stood up ...
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