clattering Tom: take your hands off me, you filthy squib! everyone gather's around filch and Tom. Filch: professor slughorn, Sir. flashbulb whines. Filch: I just discovered this boy lurking in an upstairs corridor. He claims to have been invited to your party. Tom: okay, okay. I was gatecrashing. professor Snape walks over. Tom: happy? Snape: I'll escort him out.
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