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... , miles from any settlement. If he was going to bait Voldemort’s dogs, he’d do it properly—and let them come to him.
The afternoon sun filtered through ancient oaks as Arthur cast detection charms in a wide radius. Satisfied he was alone and no innocent would be caught in the crossfire, he conjured himself a comfortable chair and settled in.
"I wonder what Voldemort is doing right now," he said clearly to the empty forest. "Probably crying about the loss of the Lestranges."
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