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“Piertotum--oh, for heaven’s sake, Filch, not now--” The aged caretaker had just come hobbling into view, shouting, “Students out of bed! Students in the corridors!” “They’re supposed to be, you blithering idiot!” shouted McGonagall. “Now go and do something constructive! Find Peeves!” “P-Peeves?” stammered Filch as though he had never heard the name before. “Yes, Peeves, you fool, Peeves! Haven’t you been complaining about him for a quarter of a century? Go and fetch him, at once!” Filch evidently thought Professor McGonagall had taken leave of her senses, but hobbled away, hunch-shouldered, muttering under his breath.”

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Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

In this gripping conclusion to the Harry Potter series, readers are taken on a thrilling journey as Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley embark on their final mission to destroy Voldemort's horcruxes. The novel is filled with suspense, heart-wrenching moments, and profound revelations about the magical world and its inhabitants. As the trio faces numerous challenges and the ultimate confrontation with Voldemort, the story delves into themes of sacrifice, the power of love, and the enduring strength of friendship. more

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