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... fireworks bursting in the night, nearby and distant werewolves alike lunged in that direction.
"By dear Merlin," the middle-aged man muttered in astonishment, staring at the unfolding scene. "Is someone really there?"
A voice entered his ear: "Ministry Auror. I'm here to investigate the werewolf gathering."
"And who are you? Why are you here?"
Tonks had disguised her voice, roughening her tone into something more masculine and gravelly—a Metamorphmagus could easil ...
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