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Reagan was so angered and appalled by the words flying out of Tate's mouth that she was white-knuckling her wand. Fearing that it might snap under more pressure from her grip, Reagan forced herself to holster her wand and relax her shoulders.
Despite the ease in her body language, her tone was as frigid as ever, "Like hell you will. I don't know who you think you are, but International Task Force or not, you will not enter that school without my cooperation. And you're not getting my cooperation until you explain yourselves properly and to my satisfaction. And if you are actually here to seek my cooperation, you might want to start by not making assumptions you might regret." She wasn't afraid of this guy. She was the bloody Minister for Magic!
"As for the security lapses you speak of, I am more than open to suggestions of improvement, as the protection of my people is my primary concern. But I'm not quite sure what Mr. Duskurk has to offer that I would be interested in hearing."
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