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"Phineas," the girl with the curls gently corrected her brother. "Phineas Nigellus Black. And he would be from one of the twenty-eight families that were considered fully pure years ago." The tone in her voice indicated that particular detail was anything but something to be proud of. She was aware there were still people with thoughts like that today out there, though she was glad times had drastically changed.
A quiet laugh sounded. "They certainly are terrible." The lake wasn't black at all, and it didn't need to be named after an old headmaster's family. As for the lake being great, she was sure there were great things in the lake to see, though the size of it in comparison to other lakes just did not do it any favours. "Maybe the merpeople or the Giant Squid have a different name already." In her mind, it made more sense for them to name the lake, considering they resided there.
Drake's question floated about in her head for a while before Gilly spoke again. "I imagine it might hurt a bit, depending on the strength of the spell." It probably wasn't the most humane, though she figured certain actions had to be taken when it came to survival. "What would you do?" she asked, picking at his brain.
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