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Ron wrote to me and told me about his phone call to your Uncle Vernon. I do hope you're all right.

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� It was Mr. Crouch. He and the other Ministry wizards were closing in on them. Harry got to his feet to face them. Mr. Crouch's face was taut with rage.

Our dreams were dashed. "You mean this is illegal?" asked Mike in a

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chambers; but with sure hand you must find out him who is destined

I was obliged, replied the yard-dog. "They turned me out of

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