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... p>The door was closed.

Chapter 9 Lessons and Magic Upgrades

A few people ran away, regardless of whether Filch was in the corridor or not.

Fortunately, they were lucky. Filch went to find someone else, and they ran all the way back to the door of the Gryffindor lounge.

The fat lady in the oil painting on the door asked in surprise: "Where have you been?"

"Stop asking, open the door quickly."

The few people who were running around and sweating profusely t ...

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