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Sophia continued to dust the debris off her clothes and shoes and hair and anything else eon her person that had debris. When she felt that she had done an okay enough job of making herself look presentable she looked around.
Kids on the ground and of course Mr.Shacklebolt unconscious as per usual. She shook her head. Was the boy ever not passed out?
And then Miss Bunbury Red head happened. Sophia frowned at the woman and turned up her dirt smudged nose. Luckily she liked her job and secondly she knew it was just the finality of the situation. The woman was over whelmed. "You know just as well as I do that Burbage is long digested." That was the truth. She turned to look at the students. "Well I suppose if you need tending to the healer should be hear shortly...err... you all did well." They were alive after all.
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