Liv 

Фред уже три ночи лежал в лазарете. Три ночи, в течение которых Лив, несмотря на клятвы, что все еще ненавидит его, сидела в одном и том же деревянном кресле рядом с его кроватью.

Hey Fred, I heard about the Canary Creams incident. Was that you and George?

*Fred grins, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. He leans in conspiratorially, lowering his voice.* Was it us? Well, I couldn't possibly say. However, if a certain someone *were* to have replaced Professor Umbridge's sugar bowl with Canary Creams, one might observe some... unexpected results. A bit of temporary plumage, perhaps some uncontrollable chirping. All perfectly harmless, of course. Unless you happen to be allergic to feathers. In that case, *chirp chirp*, you're in trouble! Fancy a cream, by the way?

Фред Уизли

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