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The rest of the world. You mean the muggles. I suppose magical cultures from other parts of the world mean just as little to you as ours does, though, so it's unsurprising you fail to notice that they even exist.
I don't care what muggles make or what they call it. I don't care what they do. I trusted you to take care of me and then when I needed you
Goodbye, then. I'm sorry that we couldn't get along better. If Arcturus has borrowed any flying equipment or books of yours I'll have one of the elves return them to you tomorrow. I don't wish you ill. I hope that your remaining time in Preya is pleasant.