"Mister, we advise you not to meddle in other people's business."
They came to a halt, a harsh, disguised voice that betrayed neither man nor woman emerging from beneath the mask of the tall Death Eater at the front.
Before Camelia could speak, however, an elderly witch with short hair stepped out from the doorway next to the balcony. She was unmistakably a witch, as evidenced by the trademark wand in her hand.
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