On his way to the cafeteria, Jude glanced over at fountain that he found so despicable, wondering when Mr. Newtington the III would sort the mess out. The tall wizard tried to avert his eyes away from sight of the poor Muggles, which he was positively sure now were Muggles, who looked in agony as they carried the burden of the wizards on their feeble backs.
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