"Goodness, what a mess you've got over there. Have they still not caught that fugitive?"
Daisy set a cup of steaming black tea in front of Herb, picked up the copy of the Daily Prophet lying on the table, and scanned the front-page news. She glanced sideways at Albert, looking him up and down to make sure he wasn't hurt.
"We just ran into a bit of trouble."
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