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le, and touches his friend\'s elbow, halting his step and drawing him close. \"But, Albus--\" and he grabs a thick handful of Albus\' hair, no warning, and tugs, sending him stumbling to his knees in the dirt. Gellert □□iles, murmurs, \"I don\'t need to be afraid of something in order to master it.\" There\'s naked, tender shock on Albus\' f...