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The clock came of three. "Only fifteen minutes before I can see her", he thought to himself. "If only Rodolphus would stop sending me off on senseless missions," then I could see her more often." There was wrestling in a nearby tree, coming from behind. He had been spotted by the very men he was to deceive. "Stand up, disarm your wand, and hands on your head." "Alright, I'll come out clean" he muttered from his crackly lips. A spell was thrown. The tree blew into three and the two men crashed into the bush before them.
"Well, well, well…" he began, "Gideon and Fabian Prewett." They both glanced at each other with fear in their face, then slowly looked upward as feet came toward them. " The pleasure is my of to make your acquaintance."
"Shall I ask what you are doing here, or unleash the cruciatus on you now." They spat out words that made less since then a muggle doing magic tricks. They instantaneously stopped, then began to twitch. They now had begun a fit, shaking wildly and screaming in sheer agony then Gideon spat out one word before he lost his since of humanity: "Rodolphous."