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Malachi frowned deeply, this was not good news. He glanced at Gina and then asked, "Are you absolutely sure they were threatening war?" He ran his hand over his face and through his hair in his characteristic manner, making it stick up at alarming angles. "Can I ask how many of you have dealt with Merpeople before? It's just... they can seem very aggressive if they think they have been wronged." He sighed deeply. "And it's my opinion that they have been, if I'm going to be really honest. They don't have the power to release any potions into the air... perhaps they were just asking you to think how it might feel to live with pollution?"
JJ's comment made his frown deepen further. "Mr Montcenaggio, I really don't think that's helpful. They're just different to wizards, that's all. They don't hold back." Malachi realised that he might have spoken out of turn but he was rather on the side of the Merpeople. He had seen the damage potion pollution could do when he had worked in Fiji. "Merpeople just take some getting used to I suppose. They have a very plain way of speaking."
He looked back at the team. "Did you bring back some samples so that we can find out what they're dealing with? Didn't you say they had some jars of potion?" Malachi looked at them expectantly.
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