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“I suppose that’s one way to put it,” Alastor snorted. “Personally I prefer just saying it ’s right fucked, now isn’t it?”
“It’s that too.” Hestia sighed, leaning her hip against the auror’s desk. “Look, Alastor, I get that you did what you had to to bring the fucker in, but--- my hands are tied.”
“We can’t persecute if you’re gonna curse the hell out of them.”















