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... Erwin spoke.
Malfoy gaped at him, utterly baffled. Confusion clouded his eyes; that walnut-sized brain of his couldn’t process what Erwin meant at all. True, he’d planned to stir up trouble upon learning Erwin wasn’t from a pure-blood family. But curse someone? No, not really. He’d been raised to tailor his words to his audience—insulting a Weasley was fair game because, in Malfoy’s mind, he outranked them. Yet Erwin’s presence changed everything. There was an undeniable aura about him, ...
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