Chapter 32: Squibs, Muggles, Rebels and Other Worthless Things

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If you haven't noticed by now I have found myself a Beta reader, he is not in any way shape or form related to me...maybe...So if you have any complaints on grammar... Blame him. HA!

Now to the story

Xenophilius leaned over the table as the tape recorder was turned on. Normally he would be fascinated in discovering how the machine worked, but he was too focused on the contents of this recording. The quality was low and full of feedback but in the Wizarding world, sound quality was a small price to pay for secrecy.

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(Feedback)

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"Luna Lovegood, can you hear me?"

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"Repeat, Luna Lovegood, can you hear me?"

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"...Yes...we can hear you."

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"Can you see me?"

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"...Yes...we can see you."

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"Please describe to me what you think I look like."

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"...You look like a human. You are 12 inches taller than our father and have green hair. You are a fixer, can you fix us?"

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"That's what we are trying to do Miss Lovegood. Why do you refer to yourself as we?"

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"...We are We."

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"Are you Luna Lovegood?"

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