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- Myrtle Wand 15 1/2" Tail of Charmed Newt
Magnus Follower paced through the dim streets, enjoying the random fights, drunks, and gaudy store fronts, all the while trying to stay in the shadows. The one thing he had learned in his short time here was that you did not, under any circumstances, want to stick out. Not to get him wrong, Magnus was pleased to have found Bleak Street. He found himself strangely attracted to the grim setting. Maybe it was because this was the one place where he actually felt like he fit in, surrounded by other misfits and non-law abiding citizens. These were his kind of people. Well, other than the hordes of death eaters. Honestly, Magnus didn't see the whole attraction to being a death eater. Sure killing and fighting could be fun, but only if you had a purpose. Maybe he was just missing something... Either way, death eaters bugged him.