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"Their faces were so funny! It was probably the highlight of my day."
"Though, between you and me, his face as we went on the ride that drops us 100 feet? It was priceless and I wish I had had a camera because that deserved to be recorded."
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"Lockhart? I feel sorry for you."
Only because my friend was so desperate to get me to go that she bullied Gilderoy Lockhart into taking me.”
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"You don't?"
Luca brought a hand up to scratch at the back of his neck. “Well, yeah — I mean — I’m sure it — I’m sure it’s hilarious, but, uh… I just don’t really… get it… to be honest.”
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"You had a date? Lucky. I had to sneak in."
"I came across a few who questioned me quietly, attempting to hide their confusion. My date, for one. Molly Prewett, for another."
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"Really? I didn't see any who tried to act less confused. All the ones that I ran into were questioning everything."
"I thought the Statute of Secrecy was a goner for sure." She shook her head. "Though there were a few pureblood who kept their confusion to a minimum, at least around the muggles."
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"I was surprised they didn't give us away."
Pilar shook her head, amused. “Does that thing really drop you 100 feet?" she mimicked along with Adi. "Nothing. They know nothing. Though it made for some hilarious viewing."
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"What's that spinning thing do? Are you sure that's safe?" She mimicked. "None of them know anything, I swear."
She laughed. “Dios mio," she said, shaking her head. "I was ready to smash their heads in."
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"Like with that carnival thing, the amount of people who asked me for help was ridiculous."
"There’s a few half-bloods and muggleborns who get it and I thank my lucky stars when I talk to them."
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"So you understand the muggle things too. Finally, someone else who gets it."
"Half-blood. Raised in Boston by my muggle Dad."
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"I'm a muggleborn. You?"
"Right?" she agreed, laughing. "You a muggleborn or half-blood?"
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"Yours are actually pretty good. And I understand them. Not like some of those wizarding jokes that the others tell."
She snorted. “That is terrible. Why do chemists like nitrates so much?” She smirked. “They’re cheaper than day rates.”
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"That's actually not that bad. I've got another one, what do you call a belt made out of watches? A waist of time! You're right, these are horrible."
"Jokes aren’t my strong suit. I do have one. It’s a muggle joke. Never trust an atom, they make up everything."
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"Do you know any good jokes?"
"It wasn’t too bad… Just a little weak."
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"Oh well, I'm not too good with jokes."
"Yeah… Sorry, it kinda flopped."
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"Really? But I worked so hard on that joke."
"Not particularly."
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"What? You don't think it's funny?"
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"Mine too, probably."
"Yeah. But my parents will kill me if I don’t."
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