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... nd the little snowmen come out every evening."
"Great, I'll be waiting for him here!" Lockhart drew his wand.
Moriarty took a few glances at the wand, and it was a little too delicate. I'm afraid Lockhart couldn't even cast a disarming spell.
"Hey," Lockhart whispered excitedly, "Did you hear it? Screaming, roaring, is this the cry of a snowman?"
Moriarty frowned, the snowman's cry had always been rough, he had never heard such a shrill roar.
Lockhart was as ex ...
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