Snumbledore, O Snumbledore, where art thou beard?

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Dumbledore stared into Snape's black, beady eyes. Snape stared into Dumbledore's magnificent, sparkly beard. All of a sudden, Harry pushed a jar of sparkles onto Snape's greasy hair. The office was filled with sparkles! Sparkles here, there, in Snape's hair! There was a LOT of screaming. Harry was screaming. Dumbledore was screaming. Snape was screaming. Then a cat walked into the room. The cat had ODD markings that looked like glasses around it's eyes. It appeared to be chasing a beetle with odd markings around IT'S eyes. And then the cat ate the beetle. Sooooo.... McGonagall ate Rita Skeeter.

The End.

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