The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Ding dong! Ding dong!

On a snowy night in the depths of winter, on a certain deserted street, there was a hasty doorbell ringing suddenly.

Soon after the doorbell rang, there was movement in the house, and there were cat meows and door scratching sounds from time to time, and the owner of the house was also awakened by the hasty doorbell.

"Who is it, it's so late."

Mrs. Figg, who was wearing a nightgown and wrapped in a thick cloak, looked out the door cautiously through the cat's eyes.

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