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The usual. “Ah, sukar! You do not write me, you do not visit, you do not Floo enough! Your poor baba, he worries! When are you going to get a nice safe job? Your cousin Lorna, she is a secretary for a nice young man. Your auntie, she thinks you shall not marry, but I tell her you are a good girl.” Etc, etc.
[Micah] I may have also punched a few trees? I don’t think anyone will notice. No-one saw me. The wolf will be glad to run, that’s for sure.