Somersby was relieved when Ben asked a question. That had to be a good sign. “You were hit in the head by hail.” Somersby explained, squinting in the dim light to see Ben’s face.
Then Umbridge drew their attention to the ground. A ‘S’ sat burned into it. Somersby stepped off the porch to look at it. “Perhaps there are more letters we can’t see in the fog?” He suggested, peering out past the ‘S’.
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Made by magic (MJ) <3
Then Umbridge drew their attention to the ground. A ‘S’ sat burned into it. Somersby stepped off the porch to look at it. “Perhaps there are more letters we can’t see in the fog?” He suggested, peering out past the ‘S’.
Made by magic (MJ) <3