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AmbiguouslyMe
Preston had been walking the sixth floor when a retched smell caught his attention. Following the scent, Preston found himself in the fifth floor corridor, the unmistakable smell of dungbombs hitting him full in the face.
"I expect those responsible to show themselves this instant," he called down the hallway, casting a bubblehead charm over himself as he moved down the corridor, searching.
Amy heard a shout,
proffesors!, she jogged away, silently, heading to the common room