Tom's anger flared completely. He waved his arms as if trying to shake off the fear and humiliation weighing down on him, and hissed at Muhammad:
"My opening time is right now! The Ministry of Magic people will be here any minute! You're dead!"
Muhammad didn't speak further. He slowly gathered the gold coins and put them into his coat pocket, his movements as calm as a referee announcing a match result. He spoke coldly, his voice like a chill wind drifting out of the abyss:
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