Quin squealed when the owl arrived. "Bat! Tip! Haves more peasant!" He set about tearing off paper as quickly as he could, examining each box. "Dis haves for painting. And cake! And sticks! And ...somefing."
"You write. It say, Hi Untle Dicko and Harry. I have posins game and paint, and I make cake and dere are stick. Dis haves peasant. From Quin." He nodded.
Dear Uncle Draco and Harry, and Quin says he said 'hi,' not 'dear,' I have potions and paint and I make cake and there are sticks. This has peasants. From Quin, as transcribed by Charlie
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Quin clapped. "Quin make posins!"
"Yes. Perhaps one afternoon when we have time to read the directions. Should we write Uncles Draco and Harry a thank-you note?"
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"Dear Uncle Draco and Harry--"
"I say Hi," Quin put in.
"Right. Hi."
He wrote the rest of the note in silence.
Dear Uncle Draco and Harry, and Quin says he said 'hi,' not 'dear,' I have potions and paint and I make cake and there are sticks. This has peasants. From Quin, as transcribed by Charlie
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