Slytherin by heart Armand sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Celestina, do you remember what I talked about in class about patience? You don't want to mutilate the thing after all." He looked up at his wife as he handed out another leaf. At this point it was only going to be a matter of time before someone lost it. Hopefully not his wife, and hopefully not near him.
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