Strangers

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There was a flash of light, a wooshing sound following soon after.

Three cloaked figures stood outside of Hogwarts in the broad daylight, heads pointed towards the door.

The door swung open, revealing a handsome (or so he thought) man with golden locks of hair that washed over his forehead.

"I'm so glad you could make it..." said Lockhart. "They are just inside."

"How long do we have?" said one of the cloaked figures.

"They'll be here all year..."

A/N: Although most of my chapteers are already short, I will sometimes have ones like this to add suspense.

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