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... off. A light snowfall drifted over the fields behind the Brown family cottage, settling on the rooftops like icing sugar.
Inside, however, it was warm. Chestnuts roasted over the fire, and something savoury bubbled gently on the stove, filling the cottage with a rich, comforting smell.
Dobby the house elf darted about in a frilly apron that matched his hat, humming to himself as he tended a large iron pot that occasionally tried to hop off the burner.
Dorothea Brown stoo ...
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