BATH TIME
Another loud meow from Mrs. Norris made the two girls cring in fear. "If she keeps this up, Filtch will be here in no time!"
"He already is," said a voice from behind them. Fearfully, the two girls turned around, allowing a sopping wet cat to escape from their hands. "What were you doing with my cat?"
"Ummm...giving her a bath?" one said brightly.
"In Moaning Myrtle's toilet?"
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