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Scorpion :D

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Harry repressed a smile. Kreacher was getting old but he was still efficient, if he had decided to be. The Hog's Head tavern was as dusty and dark as in his souvenirs and he wondered what he'd do with the place. He wasn't too keen to sell but didn't have the time to manage it.
"The children could help Kreacher; I'll borrow Ma's cleaning spells book, Albus is always a bit behind with spells. Rose shouldn't be the only one to know them" said Ginny.

Ty for the spot in my garden 😀

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