"I still say it's a shame that you did that. We've now got a pool running on which limb Kettleburn's going to lose next. I've got a sickle down on his left foot, and since he's missing two fingers on his left hand, the odds are promising."
She dodged around a first-year, yelping slightly as her heavily-loaded bookbag veered her more sharply off-course than she was comfortable with. However, as she was rather used to this particular effect of gravity, she soon righted herself.
"Really? Your sister? Which? Actually, it must be Narcissa--I can't imagine that Bellatrix has anything to do with plants other than using them for poisons."
"No!" Glenda said, with all the outraged joy of one who has found a prime tidbit of gossip. "Really? How'd they find him? Did he wake up the Mandrakes?"
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