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... ly looked at it carefully.

There were some blue swirls in the bottle. She looked at it carefully, as if she could enter a meditative state.

Then she looked at the bottle in Thor’s and Hermione’s hands.

One was emitting pure blue, and the other was emitting a faint black light.

She liked it at a glance.

As a woman, who wouldn’t like an exquisite gift?

Emily looked at Eddie, wanting to know what it was,

“Master, what did you give us?”

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