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... eavily against the frame, her tactical gear torn and bloodstained.
"help—" she started, then swayed dangerously.
Arthur caught her arm, immediately noticing the wet warmth soaking through her sleeve. Blood. A lot of it.
"Winky!" he called, already lifting the unconscious woman.
The elf appeared with a crack, took one look, and her ears drooped in exasperation. "Is that the naughty muggle who refused potions last time? Now bleeding everywhere? Winky just cleaned th ...
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