Chapter SEVEN
Formations were something that came naturally to them, regardless of the number of people they were currently working with. Neji took up rear guard and Sakura led the way up to the top of the tower. The pinkette placed a finger over her lips then made a hand sign. Neji nodded in understanding. This time, the Hyuuga grabbed Draco's arm, and concealed under Sakura's genjutsu, they body flickered into the room.
Draco seemed to have picked up some of their pattern, for he had drawn his wand before entering, and the moment they landed, he lashed out with his wand. "Expelliarmus!"
The genjutsu was broken by Draco's voice, but by then, it was too late for Dumbledore to do anything and the professor's wand flew out of his hand and into Draco's.
However, the man didn't show any signs of panic. "Good evening, Draco." He glanced at Sakura and Neji. "Neji, Sakura."
Draco didn't reply. instead, he rapidly glanced around the room, as if to check that no one was here.
"We're the only ones here." Neji told him patiently. "The closest people to the tower would be...Harry Potter and Shikamaru."
Dumbledore hummed knowingly. "Then, I believe that it is safe to assume that Itachi and Shikamaru are also aware?"
Sakura nodded, face void of all emotions. "You assume correct."
Dumbledore closed his eyes for a second, then shifted his gaze to Draco.
"So, Draco, are you guys acting alone?" He asked.
Draco steeled himself. "No." He said. "There's backup. There are Death Eaters here tonight."
"Well, well." Dumbledore said. "You found a way in for them?"
"Yeah." Draco was breathing heavily. "We fixed a Vanishing Cabinet right under your nose!"
Both Sakura and Neji tensed. Giving out information like that to someone like Dumbledore might be dangerous.
"Ingenious." Dumbledore said. "Yet...I don't see them around. You seem unsupported."
Sakura and Neji stepped forward a little. "Unsupported?" Sakura asked.
"Those mutts are unnecessary." Neji continued. "Itachi is keeping them occupied." He narrowed his eyes. "We came ahead to complete a mission."
"Then, you must get along with it, my dear boy." Dumbledore said softly.
Draco hesitated, wand still clutched tightly in his grasp. He glanced uncertainly at Sakura, then Neji.
Dumbledore spoke up again. "Draco...you are not a killer."
"He doesn't have to be." Sakura said softly. "That's what we're here for."
"So you are going to kill me?" Dumbledore asked.
"That is the mission, yes." Sakura said.
"Sakura." Neji warned. "Snape."
The Potions master appeared at the doorway. He took one look at the situation before he slipped into the room. However, he made no move to help the Headmaster.
"So you were the spy." Sakura murmured.
Snape shot her a calculating look.
"Severus." The headmaster greeted.
Snap just nodded, eyes blank. He eyed them a little more, before he pulled out his wand and slowly pointed it towards Dumbledore.
"My apologies, Professor, but this is our mission and we'll be doing this our way." Neji pulled out his own wand and pointed it at Dumbledore. The wizard calmly met Neji's Byakugan eyes, but probably did not expect the spell the Hyuuga cast. "Immobulus!"
The split second was enough for Sakura to vanish and reappear behind the man. "I'm sorry, Professor, but this is the best all of us can do." She whispered, so that only he could hear. "Don't worry, though."
Dumbledore looked at her from the corner of his eyes. "Is that supposed to reassure me?"
Sakura smiled softly, then drew a kunai.
Itachi glanced around the room of dead Order members. He eyed the corpse of Gibbon, who had been killed by friendly fire. He crouched beside him to check that he was truly dead, before he sealed the body into a scroll. No one said anything as the Uchiha stood up and wordlessly began to lead them towards the tower.
On their way, they encountered a few enemies. Upon sighting members of the school, Itachi stayed in the shadows, hidden by a genjutsu just to make sure. The Death Eaters seemed more than happy to fight.
Itachi watched Fenrir tear through the face of a redhead who Itachi guessed was a Weasley and shove him aside. Once there was no one fighting back, they went on their merry way towards the Astronomy tower.
The moment Itachi had stepped into the room at the top of the tower behind the other Death Eaters, the smell of blood hit his nose.
Sakura stood over the dead body of the headmaster, a bloody kunai in hand. He watched silently as she brought the crimson blade softly to her lips before she raised her left hand and cut into the soft flesh of her palm. Drops of blood seeped out of the wound and dripped onto the floor, vanishing into the crimson puddle of the headmaster's blood. "I promise." She said.
Itachi respectfully bowed his head, then glanced around the tower. "Where's Shikamaru?"
"Here." Shikamaru appeared, leaning lazily on the door frame.
"What do we do with the body?" Neji asked.
"Toss it off the tower." Itachi ordered. "Murder is usually conducted through the use of spells. The wizards won't know what to do with a body with a slash through the neck."
Sakura turned to Shikamaru "And Harry Potter?"
"I knocked him out." The Nara yawned.
"Any casualties?" Itachi asked, this time the question directed towards the Death Eaters. It was more of protocol instinct than real concern.
Fenrir sneered. "Rowle killed Gibbon." He snarled. "You took the body."
Itachi didn't even blink. "Is that it?" When no one said anything, he took it as a yes. He noted that no one from Hogwarts' side knew the truth behind Gibbon's death, for all witnesses had been killed, then he pulled out the scroll he had sealed the corpse within. He passed it wordlessly to Shikamaru, then once again turned to address the Death Eaters. "You need to leave." He said briskly. "My team and I will remain here; we still have our mission to play out."
Snape nodded stiffly.
"We will accompany you to the Room of Requirements. Shikamaru, take rearguard." Itachi ordered. "Sakura, Neji, cover us with your Byakugan."
He confirmed the multiple nods before turning back to the Death Eaters. "Let's head out."
"Several of the students and professors are approaching." Neji warned. "Professor McGonagall, Ginevra Weasley..."
"Sakura, cast a latent Genjutsu on the way." Itachi said. "We cannot afford to blow our cover here. A genjutsu should buy us enough time, but if it comes down to it, we'll have to pretend to fight."
They traveled at a fast pace through the school. Neji kept them updated on the positions of any approaching students, professors or Order members while Sakura and Itachi wove genjutsu to keep them away.
They reached the Room of Requirements without any problems and one by one, the Death Eaters darted through. Soon, there was only Draco and Snape felt behind with the shinobi.
"Professor, please tell Voldemort that Draco will be returning with us, presumably tomorrow." Itachi said.
Sakura nodded firmly. "We have things to take care of."
Snape nodded, shot Draco a look, then went through and vanished.
Team Riki changed out of their shinobi attire and back into their robes. While Sakura cleaned the blood off herself, Neji confirmed the gathering of the students in the Hospital Wing. Shikamaru summoned Gibbon's corpse. He draped it casually over his shoulder and Draco paled at the sight. They then wordlessly departed.
They arrived just as the wounded were being treated. Hermione was the first to notice their presence. "Hey."
Everyone turned to glance at them. Sakura slowly stepped deeper into the room, eyes moving rapidly around the room. "What...what's going on...?"
Her teammates stepped into view, casually surrounding Draco and a few gasps were heard. People warily eyed the body Shikamaru was dragging. "One of the...black mask people killed him by accident." The Nara offered. "We didn't know what to do with the body."
"The Death Eaters! Where did you see them? Do you know where they are?" Hermione stomped up to them. She glared at Draco warily but didn't ask him anything,
"They were running towards the gate." Itachi said, placing a hand on Sakura's shoulder.
"Attacked us when we came across them." Sakura added. "Once they were outside, they vanished."
"Did you recognize anyone?" Remus Lupin asked.
Sakura shook her eyes, frowning.
The man sighed.
A while later, Harry Potter was led into the Hospital room by Hagrid and Ginevra. His eyes glanced over Neville Longbottom, who was sleeping on one of the beds. Hermione rushed over to hug him, and Remus Lupin quickly approached him, looking worried.
Harry shot Draco a suspicious look, then quickly glanced around the people in the room, checking for injuries, before his eyes landed on Bill Weasley, whose face had been ripped grotesquely.
"Can't you fix that with a charm?" Harry asked Madam Pomfrey, who was dabbing at his wounds with some green ointment.
"Charms will not work on these." Madam Pomfrey said. "I tried everything I know, but nothing can cure werewolf bites.
"But it's not a full moon." Ron protested. "Greyback hadn't transformed, so Bill..."
"I don't think Bill will become a true werewolf." Lupin said. "But I doubt there won't be a contamination. These wounds are cursed. I are unlikely to fully hear and Bill might have some wolfish characteristics from now on."
"Dumbledore could probably help." Ron said. "Where is he? Bill fought those maniacs on Dumbledore's orders. He can't-"
"Dumbledore's dead, Ron." Ginny said, cutting him off.
"No!" Lupin exclaimed. He glanced widely around the room, as if waiting for someone to tell him otherwise.
"How...how did he die?" Nymphadora Tonks whispered. "How did it happen?"
"There was blood in the Astronomy Tower." Ginny said. "And his body was...at the bottom, on the ground."
"His neck was cut." Harry said. "With a knife, probably." He clasped a hand over his mouth, looking sick.
Hermione covered her own mouth and Ron gasped. Luna Lovegoods's lips were trembling. Madam Pomfrey burst into tears.
'A reaction like this to a single death.' Sakura's Inner said. 'They won't survive a war.'
Harry turned to glance at Sakura, who he suddenly remembered to have healed healed Draco's Sectumsempra wound with the weird glow of her hands. "Sakura." The pinkette looked towards him. "Can't you heal him? I mean...I saw..." He glanced at Draco again then trailed off, not really wanting to mention the incident in the toilets.
Sakura blinked at him, before she glanced down at her hands. "I..."
Luckily, her teammates had recognized the blank look in her eyes she got when she talked to Inner and Neji quickly jumped to her defense. "Hold it." He said. "We were attacked by a group of people in black for a reason we didn't know, Shikamaru carried a dead person all the way here because we had no idea what to do with a corpse, and you just told us that the headmaster was killed rather brutally." His eyes hardened. "This...Bill isn't in a life or death situation." He said. "Let her calm down, will you?"
Sakura glanced down on her feet.
"Hang on. You said you were being housed by the Malfoys." Hermione said. "Don't you know anything?"
"Know what?" Shikamaru asked, a frown on his face. "That you think the people kind enough to offer us a place to stay while we go through education in Hogwarts was actually a group of evil people who worship someone who was supposed to be dead?" He ran a hand through his hair.
Itachi had stiffened and Sakura simply buried her face into her hands.
"What's Malfoy doing here anyways?" Ginny snapped. "His father's a Death Eater!"
"I believe that will be enough." Everyone looked up to see Professor McGonagall enter the wing, followed by three more people.
Itachi instantly picked up that they were Bill Weasley's parents, and the girl was Bill's fiance, or something along those lines.
Itachi crouched beside Sakura and brushed her hair, catching a glimpse of her blank eyes. He stood back up, a comforting hand on her shoulder.
After a series of love confession Itachi believed were very out of place, Hagrid marched into the room, covered in blood, shaking and crying. "I've...I've done it, Professor, " he managed to choke out. "I've moved the body."
The rest was a blur. Team Riki allowed themselves to be escorted out of the room alongside everybody. Harry Potter was led away by Professor McGonagall to talk and the rest of them were sent back to their dorm rooms.
All lessons and examinations were postponed. Team Riki watched the effects of Dumbledore's death spread throughout the school faster than a forest fire. Students were already being picked up by their parents. A few others were due to leave after the funeral.
Team Riki attended Dumbledore's funeral as well. They stayed politely silent throughout the whole thing. All of them had packed to leave on the Hogwarts express, which was due to depart an hour after the funeral.
No one had approached them about the whole Malfoy thing. Draco was also very quiet, barely talking through the last day.
Once the funeral was officially over, students began to gather their things and filing towards the Hogwarts Express.
Harry, Ron and Hermione had drawn away from the crowd, but even from the distance and the limited visibility through the crowd of people, Sakura recognized the way they talked to each other.
It reminded her of Team Seven.
None of the 'Golden Trio', nor anyone else for the matter, noticed the crows keeping an eye on the whole thing.
The train ride back was very awkward, to say the least.
Pansy and Draco's usual followers had looked shocked when Draco simply brushed past them to coop himself up in a compartment with the Shinobi. He seemed to find comfort in the small nothings they talked about. He listened but didn't say anything.
The moment they had returned to the Malfoy manor, they were immediately called to report to Voldemort. It seemed that while the Dark lord had received several reports from the Death Eaters that had been present, he wanted another from them. Narcissa appeared to lead her son away. Draco glanced worriedly at the shinobi but followed his mother through the corridor and vanished into one of the rooms, leaving the Shinobi to present themselves to the Dark lord.
Itachi gave him a detailed description of the events. Neji took over from where they had split, and they waited quietly while Voldemort mulled over everything he had heard.
He dismissed them wordlessly and the dismissed wasted no time in exiting the room.
A few days later, Team Riki were called to the room Voldemort used as his office. Itachi knocked polity and they entered only when permission was given.
All of them knew which fights to pick.
Voldemort nodded briskly at them, eyes slightly narrowed. "I have a job for you."
Itachi lowered his head. "Of course."
Voldemort leaned back in his chair. "A group of my Death Eaters were captured and sent to Azkaban a year or so back." He said. "Your task is to escort them back here." He gestured towards a file. "That contains information on the prison, as well as photos of the Death Eaters. Take your time to prepare." He dismissed them with a flick of his hand.
The four of them returned to their room as quickly as possible, and instantly began sorting through the information given to them. They all painted the layout of the prison to memory, then took turns reading the files on the prisoners.
"Voldemort is in no hurry to get these people back." Sakura hummed.
Itachi nodded. "I have noticed as well."
Neji summoned a stack of paper from a scroll. "I found this when I was looking into the past events related to Voldemort." He handed it to Itachi, who skimmed through it. "Death Eater terror continues..." Itachi narrowed his eyes. "I guess this has something to do with the failed attempt at stealing the prophecy?"
"The captured Death Eaters match." Shikamaru said.
Itachi nodded. "This prophecy must be the one prophesying Voldemort's defeat."
"This dude here is Dragon's father." Sakura said. "And this 'Nott' must be Theodore's father."
"We could ask them questions." Neji said slowly. "I believe this 'failure' is what led to Voldemort leaving them for so long."
Itachi nodded. "We need a little more information." He said. "We will head out in two days time, five in the morning, sharp."
Draco had been fairly paranoid and suspicious when Sakura casually asked him about the prophecy incident a while ago. Finally, he confessed that the lack of rescue had indeed, been a punishment for the mission failure. He then admitted that he thinks that his own mission to kill Dumbledore had also been punishment against the family as a whole.
Sakura, having found out something from someone else's point of view, had dropped it there. It felt personal to press for more.
She politely wished him goodnight before withdrawing to Team Riki's HQ, where they shared out the information they had managed to fish out.
They left the next day, after the sun had set. Team Riki traveled under the cover of the night. They were clad in their shinobi attires for comfort and camouflage. Itachi led them over the rooftops in the cities, then through the trees when the began to appear, running them towards Azkaban using the map Voldemort had given them.
Getting in had been relatively easy, and the 'prison guards' had been more than willing to let them in. However, Sakura felt like she understood why prison breaks had been considered rare. Her Inner and her history as a Shinobi made it so that the feeling of having their 'positive feelings' absorbed didn't affect her as much, but it made her feel empty, and she didn't like it.
The Death Eaters had been gathered in a single cell, probably having been moved prior to their arrival.
Itachi politely nodded at the group. Most of them had skin too pale to be considered healthy. They were thin, and dark bags were present underneath their eyes, but compared to someone like Bellatrix, they all seemed pretty sane.
"On the orders of Voldemort, we are to escort you to the Malfoy Manor." Itachi said.
Lucius Malfoy narrowed his eyes a little, but none of the Death Eaters commented when Team Riki fell into formation around them.
Their return journey took much longer than when they were heading towards Azkaban. Sakura felt fidgety, traveling at civilian pace. She had healed any injuries which might slow them down more than necessary, but it took them much longer than what the Shinobi were used to.
There was no one there when they entered the outer gardens, but an elf popped up, alerting them that Voldemort was waiting for them in the library. Itachi once again took the lead, then stepped to the side to reveal the Death Eaters once they had stepped into the view of the Dark Lord.
As the rescued Death Eaters lowered their heads respectively, Voldemort nodded dismissively at the Shinobi. He passed them another scroll, then gestured with his hand for them to leave. They did so without having to be asked twice.
Sakura had done a lot of things, but not even she had stormed in on a council meeting.
Then again, it wasn't exactly a Council Meeting, but it was similar enough.
Sakura had to admit, she now understood why people did the dramatic 'slam the door open' thing when they entered a room. The Death Eaters currently talking instantly went quiet and everyone present turned to look at them. Itachi pushed past her, probably to stop her from saying something stupid. He marched into the room and his team fell into formation around him.
Sakura eyed the white snake wrapped around Voldemort, reminded of Orochimaru and one of his many snake summons. She then looked at the person spinning slowly in the ceiling. She shrugged, then turned to look at Itachi.
"Voldemort." That was all the greeting the Uchiha offered the man and several of the Death Eaters stiffened at the lack of humility. However, none of them commented when their lord didn't say anything.
Itachi stopped next to Voldemort's chair and handed him a scroll. He then nodded stiffly. "The Order are planning to move Harry Potter at Dusk coming Sunday, to the house of an Order member." He gestured towards Sakura and Neji, who had gone out to scout a while ago.
"This house is surrounded by a countless number of protection spells." Neji said. "I believe it would be impossible to breach it."
Itachi turned back to the Dark Lord. "They suspect that the Ministry has been infiltrated by your men and crossed out the Auror Office." He said. "They also crossed out apparition as a method of transport, for they feared detection." He said.
Voldemort narrowed his eyes and linked his hands in front of his face, deep in thought. He then gestured towards the figure suspended over the table.
"Do you know her?" Voldemort asked.
Itachi nodded in behalf of the team.
The woman was struggling against invisible bonds and was pleading for Snape to help her.
At the silent command, Itachi opened his mouth. "Charity Burbage, Professor of Muggle Studies." He said.
Voldemort nodded. He eyed the woman with anger and contempt in his gaze. "Now, Itachi, why don't you and your teammates entertain us?" He asked. "I heard that your work with Dumbledore was rather...unique."
Draco shot them a glance, his gaze full of horror.
Itachi didn't react, and instead, he simply nodded. "As you wish." He glanced over at his teammates.
Sakura instantly played along. "We could burn her." She said. "Amaterasu burns everything, but is very slow."
"You should just punch her." Shikamaru said. "You like punching things." Sakura shot him an annoyed look and the two began bickering softly.
"Why not cast a genjutsu?" Neji asked Itachi. "You Uchiha's seem pretty proud of them."
Itachi let out a "Hn." He eyed the Hyuuga. "Why don't you press a tenketsu or something?"
The Death Eaters began shuffling nervously and they kept shooting swift looks towards Voldemort. However, the man looked clearly amused as the shinobi argued over methods of killing.
Charity Burbage had gone quite long ago. Her eyes were wide and full of panic.
"Think of Ibiki." Shikamaru suggested. "He's good at these kinds of things."
"He is an interrogator, not a torturer." Neji replied.
"I say we cut her open." Sakura finally said.
The males of Team Riki stiffened. They turned to look at Sakura, who smiled innocently at them.
"Inner." Itachi nodded.
"So, what'd you say?" Inner Sakura asked. "We can see how long we can keep her alive." She held up her hand, green healing chakra engulfing it.
Itachi glanced over at Voldemort, who seemed very pleased with the way thing were going.
It seemed as though the Professor's death would depend on how long it took for the shinobi to become bored of screams.
"Harry Potter, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley are planning their departure." Itachi said one day. His summon vanished in a puff of smoke.
Sakura raised the kunai she had been sharpening towards the light. "That was expected, right?"
Shikamaru yawned and nodded slowly. "The question here is, what are we going to do?"
"Contacting them would be the best course if we look at convenience alone." Neji said. "But everyone will be looking for them. We might get caught or they might let it slip, and then it will be over for both of us."
"And if they're even a tiny bit smart, they probably wont trust us." Sakura said. "We could send a summon, but that could give us away."
Itachi linked his hands in front of him. "We cannot afford to let them die." He said. "While we are more than capable in destroying the Horcruxes and taking on the Death Eaters, we will need the aid of a large number in the mass invasion Voldemort in planning. Harry Potter is seen as the only hope in defeating Voldemort. He is the only one that can raise the moral of the people."
"So we watch over them." Neji said. "We can patrol the area around them if we're close enough."
"That's the best we can do." Shikamaru said. "We can't risk anything more."
Itachi nodded. "Sakura and I will take turns sending out our summons." He said. "Keep your guard up." He added, much more quietly. "Things are beginning to move. We cannot risk any mistakes."
The next major meeting Team Riki were called to was to discuss the plan to kill Harry Potter as he left his muggle home.
Voldemort had ordered them away from the attack team. "You are too precious a piece to lose." He had said. "I need you to return to Hogwarts the coming year."
Team Riki had accepted this without asking any questions.
The moment Voldemort and thirty or so Death Eaters left, Team Riki withdrew from the meeting room. Itachi and Sakura each sent out their summons to keep an eye on the events. The next few hours were very tense. They could hear someone running across outside their room once in awhile.
Itachi's summon was the first to return. It appeared in a sudden puff of smoke and cawed softly. Once it had landed on the Uchiha's arm, it let out a few more soft cries before it vanished.
"Harry Potter escaped." Itachi said.
Shikamaru let out the breath he didn't realize he had been holding. "We thought he would." He pointed out. "But it's never a good idea to depend fully on theory."
Neji grunted.
A few seconds later, Sakura's summon returned. She quietly confirmed Itachi's report.
"I believe we can expect for Voldemort to be in a bad mood." Itachi said.
Itachi's guess was correct.
For the next few days, the screams of a man they faintly recognized echoed throughout the manor.
"Ollivander." Neji confirmed casually.
Curses flew around more often too, as the Dark lord took his anger out on his Death Eaters at the smallest of mistakes.
A while after that, Team Riki were summoned, this time to aid in the interrogation of Rufus Scrimgeour. While they had heard nothing but bad rumors about the man from Harry and his friends, they were impressed when the man was quiet to his last breath.
While they had failed to retrieve the information on Harry Potter's location, since Scrimgeour was dead, Voldemort moved on to the next part of his plan. He had his Death Eaters place Pius Thicknesse under the Imperius curse, then installed him as the next Minister of Magic.
Itachi had to admit that this was a good move. The takeover had been smooth and quiet, and by the time people had begun to have their suspicions, the Ministry was under the control of Voldemort.
The Daily Prophet was under his control too, and with that, they had nearly all the bases covered.
Death Eaters could now use spells without the fear of being detained, and it didn't take them long to break through all the protection spells which had been cast over the Burrow.
The new school term was also approaching. Voldemort had made it compulsory for all young witches and wizards to attend Hogwarts. Home schooling and sending children abroad was now not allowed.
Somehow, Team Riki managed to balance school preparations, missions given to them by Voldemort, aiding in interrogation and their self assigned research. They sent out summons and shadow clones and often slipped out when they had free time in order to continue their research regarding the Horcruxes.
They often went around the country, capturing people under Voldemort's order. One of their most recent catches was a man names Mykew Gregorovitch, who was, apparently, a wandmaker with enough skill to rival Ollivander. They delivered him to the Dark Lord, then quickly left before he began his brutal interrogation.
Apparently, watching Team Riki torture some of the prisoners to death had become a thing. Voldemort called out to them on days where he was in an especially bad a mood and had them kill some unlucky prisoner.
The Death Eaters watched in silence, some enjoying the way Shikamaru just sat down in a puddle of blood because he was bored, or when Sakura ran a blood soaked hand through her pink hair, giving it a crimson dye.
One day, Draco approached them as they were getting rid of the corpse of a boy who had had the misfortune of being born as the son of a man who had defied Voldemort.
"How do you do it?" He asked, eyes blank. He watched Itachi burn the corpse, already used to the scene.
"Do what?" Sakura asked, from where she had been perched on the dinning table. She had been put in charge of cleaning the blood, and it seemed as though she had already finished her job.
"Kill people so easily...so...brutally?" He winced at his own words. "Why aren't you affected?"
Sakura's laid back grin vanished, being replaced with something serious. "You have to understand, Draco, that there is something that makes you and me different...you and us different."
Draco had tensed at the use of his name; Sakura had always referred to him as 'Dragon'.
"Just because we don't look like it doesn't mean we feel sorry for the people we've killed." Sakura said. "They were innocent. Still, we've seen things, done things, far more worse than anything we've come across here." Sakura said softly. "We grew up in a place where the number of kills represent how skilled we are, and in turn how much we can earn in order to support ourselves. We've just gotten used to it, because this is out reality." She hopped off her seat and steeped up to stand in front of the older blond. "You have to understand." She repeated. "We're different."
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