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... e Crones hadn't seemed to notice them.
The trail wasn't long.
Soon, the sound of children laughing drifted to Harry's ears. Gradually, a chilling nursery rhyme followed, reaching Hermione and the others.
"My mother, she killed me.
My father, he ate me.
My brothers and sisters sat below.
Picked the bones from the bloody floor.
Buried them beneath the cold marble stone." frёewebnoѵēl.com
The children's voices were crisp and innocent, ...
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