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... idly by? Fuck you guys!

   Goal: Help Ravenclaw win the House Cup.

  Reward: 1300 experience, +1 intelligence, random cards.

   Ravenclaw won the House Cup last time, it seems to be the last time~”

   "I Cao, you **** me!" Ted was dumbfounded at the time.

  With Dumbledore from Gryffindor here, is there a chance for someone else to win the Academy Cup?

  Hermione: "Huh? What's wrong?"

   "Oh, it's okay, I'm happy for Harry and Ron?"

   "Hap ...

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