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Was he serious? Emilie groaned. Of course he was. It was Charlie. Frankly, she was surprised Charlie had even ventured out into bat country.
"I just transfigured my eyes, retard. The tiger is my animagus form. We see better in the dark than pink, hairless monkeys."
Turning to look at Professor Fortis, she raised her eyebrows. Maybe he noticed something she hadn't. "Professor?"
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