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Dear, dear, said Lockhart, skittering through the crowd, looking at the aftermath of the duels. Up you go, Macmillan. Careful there, Miss Fawcett. Pinch it hard, itll stop bleeding in a second, Boot - I think Id better teach you how to rust game accessories unfriendly spells, said Lockhart, standing flustered zzomboid the midst of the hall. He glanced at Snape, whose black eyes glinted, and looked quickly away. Lets have a volunteer pair - Longbottom and Finch-Fletchley, zimboid about you - A bad idea, Seems steam deck screen burn are Lockhart, said Snape, gliding Projecy like a large and xomboid bat. Longbottom causes devastation with the simplest spells. Well be sending whats left of Finch-Fletchley up to the hospital wing in a matchbox. Nevilles round, pink face went pinker. How about Malfoy and Potter. said Snape with a twisted smile. Excellent idea. said Lockhart, gesturing Harry and Malfoy into the middle of the hall as the Project zomboid god mode backed away to give them room. 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She raised her upside-down magazine high enough to hide her face and fell silent. Harry and Neville looked at each other with their eyebrows raised. Ginny suppressed a giggle. The train rattled onward, speeding them out into open country. It was an odd, unsettled sort of day; one moment the carriage was full of sunlight and the next they were passing beneath ominously gray clouds. Guess what I got for my birthday. said Neville. Another Remembrall. said Harry, remembering the marblelike device Nevilles grandmother had sent him in an effort to improve his abysmal memory. No, said Neville, I could do with one, though, I lost the old one ages ago. No, look at this. He dug the hand that was not keeping a firm grip on Trevor into his schoolbag and after a little bit of rummaging pulled out what appeared to be a small gray cactus in a pot, except that it was covered with what looked like boils rather than spines. Mimbulus mimbletonia, he said proudly. Harry stared at the thing. 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Liquid squirted from every boil on the plant, thick, stinking, dark-green jets of it; they hit the ceiling, the windows, and spattered Luna Lovegoods magazine. Ginny, who had flung her arms up in front of her face just in time, merely looked as though she was wearing a slimy green hat, but Harry, whose hands had been busy preventing the escape of Trevor, received a face full. It smelled like rancid manure. Neville, whose face and torso were also drenched, shook his head to get the worst out of his eyes. S-sorry, he gasped. I havent tried that before.
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