Yo! Another year, another crop of wobble-eyed first years - hallo, babies! Uncle Oscar won't bite, but watch out for Potter- speaking of which, Jamesy, how'd little Albus manage to get sorted to Slytherin? Must've bribed the hat - I wish I'd thought of it! I'd have made quite the strapping Hufflepuff, wouldn't you agree? But no, my brain was as wee
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IT WOULD BE MADNESS. BEAUTIFUL, GLORIOUS MADNESS.
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I knew I kept you around for a reason! Got any new stuff from your dad's shop? I've got just the thing. Can't say much here with the parents having free reign and all that.
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Oh, wait until you see >3 We've got to do something about our parents reading this, though. Mine aren't going to care, but the teachers look around, I bet. There must be a charm or something. I'll look into it. I might even be able to get Mum to help - she always likes a good puzzle.
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