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Well nooooooo, not exactly. Bernie was not nearly devious enough to play Nem like a chess game.
Right, they were getting right into then. Bernie whipped out a small notepad to jot this down, as Nem was fond of saying, the hat folded over loosely on her arm. Auror friends, she wrote, followed by talk to an ex-con, and then galleons? with a big, underlined question mark. Because she didn't have any, see, nor any of these other things. If she still had her trademark fringe, she'd be huffing and sighing and blowing it out of her eyes right now. Instead, since it grew out, her blue eyes glared at Nem's fist bump with suspicion.
"I need better intel than this bit of advice, Upstead." She flipped the pad shut with a Trent-like grunt of disapproval. "A field trip. Now we're talking. YOU have connections to aurors or whatnot, so why can't YOU get us in? I dunno any. AND I read that they had a massive breakout like last year or whatever. What are the chances they're gonna let a bunch of schoolkids in for a tour now?"
She thought Nem had REAL resources, like, a map or something.
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