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Mischief managed. Nox.
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Potter.
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What are you doing wandering the corridors at night?
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I was sleepwalking.
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How extraordinarily like your father you are, Potter.
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He, too, was exceedingly arrogant, strutting about the castle.
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My dad didn't strut. And nor do l.
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Now, if you don't mind,
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I would appreciate it if you could lower your wand.
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Turn out your pockets.
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Turn out your pockets!
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What's this?