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Categories: fantasy (fiction)
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From the time he lost his dear pet Nagini, Mr. Voldemort felt that everything was not going well for him, looking at the servants bawling on their knees, the Archdemon's heart screamed angrily for the bastard who stole his pet to pay the price of his life. A certain thief who was flirting with Fleur on one side and laughing at Zhang Qiu's disastrous Quidditch match yawned continuously: “Which bastard cursed me behind my back! ”