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Cold Revenge and the prefects badge
Chapter 2: Croquet surprise!
"Remove that damned hand NOW!" I cried.
"But master, I've come to help ye." A nervous voice replied.
"What?" thought I , "Could it be the nervous scotish chipmonk herself? I looked around, very, very slowly. "AGH!" a bright light shone directly into my very soul from her glazed-crazed croquet ball eyes. Yes, it was McWink.
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