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For a week they had been doing the same thing every night, late in the evening away from everyone, for five nights they had kept crashing into the lake or getting stuck in trees and other things. You don’t just grow wings and suddenly know how to fly except in myths and fairy tales  . So it had taken the boys a bit of a while to figure their wings out but with the help of a friendly crow named Blackwing (well no one’s ever accused a crow of being original) they were flying soon enough.
“He’s not going to eat you Blackwing, I promise,” Ron said from where he was sitting in the tree next to the crow while Ottery swooped over the lake.
“He looks like a cat, with those ears and tail,” Blackwing cawed in reply.
“Yeah he does. Don’t know why he hasn’t lost them. It’s not as if he doesn’t know a spell to get rid of them, but I swear he’s not a cat.”
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