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He'd received direct orders from Dumbledore before, even those he was loathe to entertain. However, he could find no fault with his demands this time, except perhaps, that he should be handed over to the ministry straight away. But, just as he was about to get up and obey, his eyes fixed on the demeur figure behind the Headmaster. Marcella was raising her wand to herself but, before he or she could do anything, Dumbledore had disarmed her.
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