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Rain in the Forbidden Forest

"We're not going to make it, Harry." I struggled to get the words out as I hurried after him on the on a path in the Forbidden Forest. He squinted through the trees up to the sky, assessing the dark clouds that had come out of nowhere over the last fifteen minutes.

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