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Dear Percival,
‘Ello! How’re you? I heard a rumour from Hagrid, well, more a slip, y’know Hagrid when he says something and he says “I should’ve not said that.” Well, justice serves m’ once again.
If so, it’d be jolly nice seein’ you Perce. You’ll not escape m’ this time! Promise m’ you will have a cuppa some afternoon.
Love,
Charlie