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... ng made, nor was there a crazy story being retold–this laughter had a tinge of malice to it, an ugly, sharp series of howls and taunts, the result of a type of humor that only went one way. The kind I ran into often, late at night, when a group of thugs had cornered their prey.
Now, here in broad daylight, were another sort of thugs. A first-year kid stood frozen in front of the howling man, hands clenched at his sides. His robe was soaked, his books dripping with whatever spell had been ...
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