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Rachel walked into Muggle Studies, excited. This was going to be her first lesson after a whole complete year and a half of not being with muggles. She grabbed the handouts and inconspicuously took a cookie too and made for her customary seat at the front of the classroom. As she leafed through the pages, she wondered whether she will still be good at this subject. Oh seriously, Rachel! You were a muggle for almost 11 years of your life; of course you're going to be knowledgeable on this subject! "Good morning to you too, Professor," she called out, suddenly remembering that she hadn't answered when she had walked in. "How was your summer?" she asked with a smile, her mind already drifting towards the topic of today's lesson as she gazed around the familiar classroom.
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