The teacher stops at Sally Juno’s desk. “Wah wah, wah wah-wah-wah?”
“No, Miss Othamr,” the little witch answers, “I didn’t cast a spell to make you sound like a trombone.”
“I don’t know who would. Maybe ask the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?”
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