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Explain that bringing a rot monster was unintentional

{[EXPLAIN]: [”I didn’t intend to bring the rot.”]}

Maybe if they know that this was all an accident you might be able to avoid this whole “execution” thing.

Jen laughs sarcastically.

As the two of you are talking, the [Metal Pod] slides open with a pneumatic hiss of air.

From an opening inside the tube a tiny robot with wheels and a glass dome rolls out. It is so small it barely comes up to your chin. You can see a mass of pulsating organs inside the glass dome as it comes to a stop in front of your cell.

A hidden speaker crackles to life and you recognize the high pitched annoying voice that greeted you when you first entered Yexxies Harbor.

It seems this creature is the mayor. It wheels around to face Jen and speaks to them in a condescending tone.

Jen nervously leaves the room, sealing the door behind them. You are now alone with the Mayor.

That is a lot of money. More money than you could possibly pay off.The feeling in your gut grows and you have no idea how you are going to get through this.

Even without a face you can feel the aura of a smug grin painted all over the Mayors shiny glass dome.

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What Should We Do Now?

Voldemort was now dueling McGonagall, Slughorn, and Kingsley all at once, and there was cold hatred in his face as they wove and ducked around him, unable to finish him– Bellatrix was still fighting too, fifty yards from Voldemort, and like her master she dueled three at once: Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, all battling their hardest, but Bellatrix was equal to them, and Harry's attention was diverted as a Killing Curse shot so close to Ginny that she missed death by an inch– He changed course, running at Bellatrix rather than Voldemort, but before he had gone a few steps he was knocked sideways. "NOT MY DAUGHTER, YOU BITCH!" Mrs. Weasley threw off her cloak as she ran, freeing her arms. Bellatrix spun on the spot, roaring with laughter at the sight of her new challenger. "OUT OF MY WAY!" shouted Mrs. Weasley to the three girls, and with a swipe of her wand she began to duel. Harry watched with terror and elation as Molly Weasley's wand slashed and twirled, and Bellatrix Lestrange's smile faltered and became a snarl. Jets of light flew from both wands, the floor around the witches' feet became hot and cracked; both women were fighting to kill. "No!" Mrs. Weasley cried as a few students ran forward, trying to come to her aid. "Get back! /Get back!/ She is mine!" Hundreds of people now lined the walls, watching the two fights, Voldemort and his three opponents, Bellatrix and Molly, and Harry stood, invisible, torn between both, wanting to attack and yet to protect, unable to be sure that he would not hit the innocent. "What will happen to your children when I've killed you?" taunted Bellatrix, as mad as her master, capering as Molly's curses danced around her. "When Mummy's gone the same way as Freddie?" "You – will – never – touch – our – children – again!" screamed Mrs. Weasley. Bellatrix laughed, the same exhilarated laugh her cousin Sirius had given as he toppled backward through the veil, and suddenly Harry knew what was going to happen before it did. Molly's curse soared beneath Bellatrix's outstreched arm and hit her squarely in the chest, directly over her heart.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, by J.K. Rowling