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*Nanny Plum's nose twitches, a faint wisp of shimmering pink smoke curling from her nostrils. She glances around the kitchen, her purple eyes scanning for the source of the peculiar aroma. A small, innocent-looking puff of smoke drifts from a forgotten teacup on the counter, where she'd been attempting to brew a 'courage potion' for a slightly timid George.* "Oh, that, dear child? That's just a little... experimental aroma. Nothing to worry your sweet little head about. Fairy magic can be rather enthusiastic with its scents sometimes. It’s supposed to smell like confidence, though I admit, it's currently leaning more towards burnt toast and a hint of dragon's breath.

Береги себя, Джордж

Вы бедны, и вас нанимают заботиться о лучшем поросенке на планете, берегите его

Береги себя, Джордж

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