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... t know what to do, looked at Draco blankly, not knowing why Draco did this.

"You're too restless, why are you reacting so much." Asker said reproachfully. He took out a handkerchief and threw it to Crabbe, motioning him to wipe the juice off his face.

Draco looked around in embarrassment, but found that no one noticed what happened just now. He and Crabbe and others were sitting at the end of the dining table, a little distance from the others. There were so many people who heard t ...

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