Glazed [HP/DH]

Did anyone not find it? , I will send you the chapters that are not available (on Quark, I don't know if Jinjiang has given them to me) Chapter 17 Harry and Teddy returned to No. 12 Grimmauld Place together. Kreacher had already tidied up the room and was waiting at the door to greet him. "Welcome back, Master Harry, and little Master Teddy." Harry nodded and handed the luggage to Kreacher, "Is everything okay at home?" "Yes, Master Harry, everything is fine at home." Kreacher replied, "Mr. Neville Longbottom sent a copy of the Daily Prophet and left a message. I hope you can pay attention to the front page." Harry nodded and sent Teddy back to his room. The boy was a little too tired from playing with the children at the Weasley's and Harry felt he needed a break. After putting Teddy to bed and coaxing him to sleep, Harry came downstairs again and returned to the living room with clear windows. Sitting on the sofa, Harry picked up the newspaper Neville had specially prepared from the coffee table. After that, it was difficult to take Harry's full attention away from the newspaper. The most conspicuous bold number two letters in the newspaper spelled out the only meaning, Malfoy is finished. Harry didn't know if Neville really knew something, or what was worse, Hermione was planning something behind the scenes. Harry suddenly discovered that Neville always deliberately mentioned Malfoy in front of him when he got better. Thinking about the search operation that Harry knew when he first entered Hogwarts this summer, and then thinking about Neville's special mention about Narcissa's funeral, and the newspaper Harry was holding in his hand now. But no matter what, Harry wanted to help the platinum-blond nobleman out of trouble. He knew that if he wanted to, he could do it, but Harry lacked a reason. Why should I help my archrival from school days? Remember? You have made peace with the memories of his past. So why would I help a former Death Eater? You also said it was "in the past", and it was you who helped him and his mother escape guilt in court. Then why should I do what Hermione wants, not to mention she just ruined my marriage! Are you already sure that Hermione must be involved? Moreover, as for the part about marriage, you can't use "ruin", but help you get out of trouble. Isn't that what you always wanted? Well, Mr. Harry JF Potter finally convinced himself that he was going to help Malfoy, and he would. After getting up, Harry asked Kreacher to bring back the coat that he had just taken off not long ago. While putting on the coat, Harry said: "Kreacher, I have to go out for something, please look after your home. If Teddy wakes up, give him a glass of beef n_ai, and tell him that I will be back for dinner. Oh, and stay at home, I love you." Harry stepped into the fireplace and left in a burst of blue-green flames. Harry came back as promised during dinner, and with him came the order to suspend the search activities and his identity as a special agent. Harry felt unusually relaxed, and he felt that he had done something extremely right. At the dinner table, Harry finished his seafood soup and said to Teddy, "The ministry has something I need to do tomorrow. It's urgent. So, Teddy, can you stay home alone? Or I can leave you to Hannah. You like Hannah, right? There must be many children in Diagon Alley who are willing to play with you." Teddy put down the spoon in his hand with an aggrieved expression, "But I thought it would be just you and me tomorrow. You promised to take me to the municipal amusement park. Harry, I haven't had a good conversation with you for a whole year..." "I'm sorry, honey, but it has to be done. Maybe when it's done, we can go out." Harry looked at the boy across the table apologetically, "I know, I shouldn't always be like this, Teddy, I love you, you know. It's just..." "It's just that you are too busy. Work is more important than anything else!" Teddy suddenly raised his voice. It was obvious that he was angry. "No!" Harry denied immediately, "You are more important than work, Teddy, it's just that this time is different." Teddy threw away the tableware in his hand, and Kreacher immediately went to pick it up again. Teddy pursed his lips, looking like he was about to cry, "I want to be with you, Harry, we are a family, right?" "Of course, we are a family, there is no doubt about that. I just want to add another member to this family." The next moment Harry finished speaking, he was frightened by his own words. Adding a member? Ginny's joke began to replay in Harry's mind. You and Malfoy seemed to be a good match... Once this idea started, it seemed that the stop button could no longer be pressed, and Harry panicked a little. "Okay, Teddy, do you want to play some games? After all, it's still very early before bedtime. Maybe, we can sleep together tonight and we can talk all night long?" Harry changed the subject. He didn't want to be asked by Teddy who was the "increased member", which would embarrass Harry. After dinner, Harry and Teddy played an alphabet game for about two hours, which not only helped Teddy learn more words, but also brought entertainment. Harry was very satisfied with his education method. At night, Harry and Teddy slept on the big bed in the master bedroom together. Teddy was very happy and excited. Early the next morning, Harry got up alone and went to the kitchen to eat some oatmeal. Teddy was still sleeping. He had been talking last night and was too excited to fall asleep. Harry was very happy that Teddy liked him and relied on him. From Teddy, Harry realized his missing childhood and his feelings for his family. Harry felt that he should be very satisfied. However, since his idea about Malfoy was born last night, he found that he wanted something more, such as love. … Falling in love with a Malfoy, or thinking that he was falling in love with a Malfoy, Harry felt that this must be the worst and most ridiculous decision he had ever made in his life. Harry thought as he was rejected by Draco outside Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire. Back to ten minutes ago, Harry apparated to the outer edge of Malfoy Manor. He straightened his clothes and raised a smile, trying to look friendly. After that, he rang the golden bell at the entrance of Malfoy Manor and stood by the carved iron door, waiting for someone to open the door. Harry waited for the adult version of Draco, who had changed almost nothing, with a pale face, a pointed chin, cold gray-blue eyes, and a lofty look that was most intolerable to Harry. "Look, who is this? Isn't this the great and admirable Harry? Savior? Mr. Potter. Why did you show up at my door quietly at eight o'clock in the morning without any appointment. Wait, let me guess, maybe Mr. Potter can't wait to come. Come to show off in front of me, eh? Or do you want to come in and rob something in the name of searching? It's up to you, you're welcome, what can I say? After all, you are the director of the Auror Office, and you are a great savior." The words in Draco's mouth were as unbearable as what he said. Harry showed the special commissioner's certificate in his hand, "Unfortunately, you guessed wrong, Malfoy! I was sent by the Ministry of Magic to help you get out of this damn situation, but from my perspective, you don't seem to need help." "Yes," Draco raised his head, "Then, I can assume that I have the right to refuse this so-called assistance, right?" "Yes." Harry replied with suppressed anger. "Very well, then, I refuse!" Draco answered almost without thinking, simply and neatly, too fast for a Malfoy. "Damn it! Malfoy, this is why you are in such a miserable state. You refuse kindness, you deserve it..." "Yes, yes, I deserve it. I don't need the kindness of Saint Potter. Let me rot with this house. This is my choice. Now, immediately, please put away your hypocrisy and leave from here. Walk slowly and don't send me away." After saying that, Draco raised his head again and returned to the main house at a steady pace. Harry then began to curse his thoughts. I actually thought I fell in love with a Malfoy, and I actually wanted to help a Malfoy! Harry returned to No. 12 Grimmauld Place full of anger. Teddy was not at home, he left a note, he went to play with Hannah. Harry threw himself onto the bed, buried his head in the goose feather pillow, and roared. After that, he stood up and picked up the diary. I think he needed to have a good talk with Malfoy's memory, talk about his attitude when he grew up, and make sure to him that he really wanted to be kind to Harry, not to kill Harry! When they entered, Draco was already waiting in the Slytherin bedroom. He was sitting on a chair, playing wizard chess with Diary. Harry's entry did not attract much attention from the two of them, they were still paying attention to the chess game. "Oh, men, please! I'm very angry now, can you look at me?" Harry said. "Well, okay, Harry, you look bad, what happened?" Diary raised her head and answered perfunctorily. Harry curled his lips and sat on the bed, "I was rejected by the grown-up Draco. I went to help him, but he mocked me severely. It was like I was slapped hard by myself." "That must be your fault, Harry." Draco crossed his chest and sneered. "Mine?" Harry opened his mouth. "Hey, does anyone here have hearing loss? I didn't do anything, nothing, okay? I went to visit him with my greatest goodwill, and I didn't have a chance to say anything..." "In such a difficult situation for the Malfoy family, you went to visit him? Kindness?" Diary also smiled. "Early in the morning?" Draco added, and then said, "Then you might as well tell him directly, hey, I'm here to pick a fight with you, get ready! Harry, you didn't have an appointment, I mean, you didn't have an appointment, right? You should be grateful that you are still whole now, not cursed, and that you still have the strength to complain. What you did was so rude." End of this chapter [HP/DH] Liuli Color + Extra Author: Wu ShiComplete(18) "What did I do wrong?" Harry couldn't believe it. What kind of circuits were these Slytherins in? "Then what should I do? Write him a letter in advance, state your intention, make an appointment with him in the most polite greeting, then wait for his reply, then dress up and knock on the door of Malfoy Manor on time?" Harry said to himself. "That's a good idea." Draco raised an eyebrow and smirked. Harry's eyes widened, "Are you kidding?" "It's indeed a good idea." Diary nodded seriously in agreement. "I hate Slytherin!" Said Harry. "I hate you two!" The author has something to say: Rejected, touch, poor Harry. >< Teddy said: I want to collect and comment, but I won't give it to you? Cry for you! ☆Chapter 18 In the end, with the help of Draco and Diary, or rather the cynicism and all-consuming ridicule, Harry chose the best parchment, the best ink, and wrote a letter that almost made Harry sick. He even perfumed the letter, sealed it with wax, and embossed it with the Potter family crest and the Black family crest. Afterwards, he solemnly handed the letter to his owl and asked it to deliver it to Malfoy Manor. Early the next morning, Harry received a letter of agreement from Draco, a letter that was even more exaggerated than the letter Harry sent. In fact, Harry had always admired Draco's ability in language. He was full of probing and impeccable, adding potential meaning to every word. The thousands of years of arrogance of the Malfoy family were piled between the lines, but he did not appear rude. Harry sighed, found the best set of clothes, put them on, and went out again. In front of the magnificent Malfoy manor, Harry suddenly felt nervous for a moment. I couldn't figure out why he met someone to do so many things. He has changed himself so much that he almost doesn't look like himself anymore, but the most damning thing is that what he is most worried about at this moment is that he is still afraid that that person will be dissatisfied... After a while, Draco came and opened the door, and they walked side by side toward the manor, with a certain distance between them, and they were silent all the way. When entering the main room, the house elf opened the carved white door. Only then did Harry notice why Malfoy opened the door for him personally? That's pretty unbecoming of a, uh, Malfoy, isn't it? Even though the Malfoy family is not what it used to be, there are still a lot of house elves. Who could make a Malfoy do this? Thinking about Harry's psychological balance in this way, it seems that he is not the one who made the most concessions. Extrapolating from this to the past, Harry seemed to always subconsciously distort Malfoy's good intentions. He was indeed, as Diary said, too inconsiderate. "Did you fall in love with my door at first sight?" Draco asked with a smirk. Harry once again found to his chagrin that he was distracted again. Oh, it was so embarrassing, in front of Malfoy. Harry felt that his face must be very hot at this moment, and he really wanted to dig a hole and bury his head in it. "No, I just, just..." Harry tried hard to maintain a calm attitude, but unfortunately he couldn't find a good reason to explain why he was standing there. Looking at the door that looked like it was made of white chocolate, Harry finally said out of his mind, "I'm just a little excited. After so many years, we can finally get along with each other calmly." Draco didn't speak anymore, but raised his head and led Harry in. Harry couldn't remember how many corridors and stairs he and Malfoy walked through. Malfoy Manor was so big. It was another magical place that Harry recognized, and every little detail revealed traces of rich and ancient history. You can imagine how glorious the Malfoy family once was. Draco finally led Harry into a large, empty room. The ceiling was a hemispherical dome covered with broken crystals, making the whole room look sparkling. Walking to the center of the room, Draco turned around, his robes drawing a graceful arc behind him. In fact, Harry has had a puzzle that has troubled him since his school days. Did Malfoy cast some spell on his robes to make him look in perfect condition at all times? Then, Harry thought about the time when he first met the old Mr. Malfoy. It was obvious that this was a skill and art that was passed down from generation to generation. Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but smile. He raised his head and met Draco's quiet gray-blue eyes. (C-h-a flower: Have you changed from Malfoy to Draco? Look at the sky) Harry felt as if there was an unnatural force driving him. Harry slowly pulled the distance between him and Draco that was not far away until there was almost no distance between them. Harry pursed his lips that suddenly felt dry and raised his head slightly (Draco was taller than Harry). Harry found that their lips were about to touch each other. Harry's palms were sweaty and his mind was blank, only filled with one thought, he wanted to kiss him, it was so simple. Later, a house elf appeared with a drink, interrupting the delicate atmosphere between Harry and Draco. Draco and Harry took a step back at the same time, neither of them mentioning what had just happened. Draco said in his usual drawl, "So, coffee, tea, or something?" The house elf bowed and left. Harry swallowed. The way he looked at Draco, something seemed to be forming in his eyes, turning into a thick emotion that could not be resolved. Harry forgot what he had prepared at that moment. He suddenly found that the man standing in front of him was very attractive and damn sexy. He didn't want anything, he wanted him to, well, to put it bluntly, push against him and kiss him passionately. Harry suddenly didn't know what was going on. Sure enough, something would happen if he abstained from sex for too long? Afterwards, Draco stepped forward and kissed Harry. Then Harry felt the whole world stop. Harry felt his heart beating faster and faster. He slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, put his arm around Draco's shoulders, and deepened the kiss. Each other's breaths seemed to be fused together, warm and lingering, full of passion. If Harry could still control his desire before the kiss, now he became even more greedy because of this kiss. He was trembling with hunger, wanting more, more, he wanted to go deeper. The caress between each other, the most naked and primitive, he just wanted to move with him. Maybe everything happened too fast, but it was so natural. When Harry and Draco were about to progress to the N-18 session, an elegant female voice sounded from the end of the room. She coughed and then said, "Gentlemen, please note that there is someone else here besides you, okay?" "Mother..." Draco immediately let go of Harry. He stood respectfully and lowered his head. Harry looked back in surprise, and then he saw Narcissa's portrait. She has the same blond hair, blue eyes, fair skin, and an unhappy face as before. Narcissa was sitting there with a book spread across her knees and she smiled at Harry with the most kindness she could show. She smiled and said, "Hello, Harry. It's nice to see you here again, you've changed little, well, well, maybe a little, become more handsome than before. Oh, boy, come closer and let me see." Harry rearranged his collar, where all the buttons had been pulled open. Well, this was really embarrassing. Harry walked over slowly, "Hello, Mrs. Malfoy, long time no see." "Just call me Narcissa, kid. I'm grateful for what you've done for our mother and son. It's a pity that I can't hug you." "Mother!" Draco suddenly raised his voice and spoke unhappily. "Oh, okay, okay. It's just a bad joke, Draco is always so serious. As a dead person, I thought we shouldn't pay so much attention anymore, right, Harry?" Narcissa winked at Harry, "Besides, we will become a family soon, judging from your, uh, enthusiasm just now." Draco stepped forward and closed the curtain in front of his mother's portrait. Harry stood aside and couldn't speak. He lowered his head and was too busy being embarrassed. Draco turned around, "Oh, then..." "I'm sorry about what happened just now." Harry was a little incoherent. He couldn't control what he was saying. "I mean, it was an accident. Let's forget about it together. I didn't mean it, and it wasn't, oh, damn it!" Draco's face seemed to darken for a moment, then he raised his eyebrows and gave a fake smile, "Of course, of course, how could the great saint Mr. Potter kiss a former Death Eater, huh? This will definitely hinder your career. You even have a lovely fiancée. Of course I won't think that the person who just wanted to devour me was you." Harry frowned, "That's not what I meant, Draco." "I don't think we are close enough to call each other by our first names, Mr. Potter." Draco crossed his chest and put on all his disguises again, arrogant and condescending. "Damn it, Draco Malfoy, you're a bastard!" Harry growled. "Then you should regret kissing a bastard." Draco replied aggressively. "How do you want me to explain, huh?" Harry approached Draco, "Tell you, after not seeing you for a few years, I suddenly liked you, and even fell in love with you. The kiss just now was so good, I even want to do something deeper with you?" "Please don't force me, Mr. Potter. You know that it won't make me confess to you about the property!" "Damn it, Malfoy! Do you think what I just did was for investigation? I'm not above doing such unsavory things! Who do you think I am? Malfoy, I like you, but you can't insult me like this!" Harry was about to explode. He really had enough. He was now starting to laugh at his own stupidity. When Malfoy kissed him just now, he even thought that Malfoy also liked him. This was really a stupid guess! "I insulted you? Harry Potter, has your brain been eaten by a troll? I really wonder why I like you, a brainless idiot!" Malfoy also lost all his elegance and reason. "Really, really? You like me, ha, that's really rare." Harry put on a sarcastic smile. End of this chapter [HP/DH] Liuli Color + Extra Author: Wu ShiComplete(19) Draco approached Harry, "You don't believe it, huh? Yes, you already have your lovely and beautiful fiancée. You really shouldn't believe a Malfoy's words." "I like you, Malfoy! I also want to trust you, but have you ever said a word of truth? Do you believe me?" "Prove it! Potter, I need proof!" "A marriage contract?" "Okay, just a marriage contract!" The author has something to say: So, I got married~(≧▽≦)/~ (The pace of this article is getting faster and faster T T) Narcissa said: I want to collect it and leave a message, but I won't give it to you? DH is not allowed to get married! ☆Chapter 20 Sometimes the truth is scary. We need to figure it out slowly and not act too hastily, otherwise... After Hermione calmed down for a long time, she took deep breaths over and over again. Finally, she said, "Was that a joke just now? Please, tell me it was." "No, you heard that right." Harry replied affirmatively. "You went to talk to him yesterday about the Ministry of Magic raids, and now you tell me that you ended up talking about bed?!" "To be precise, on the sofa..." "..." "Can you come now?" "Give me three minutes!" Afterwards, Harry waited at the entrance of Malfoy Manor to greet Ms. Hermione Granger. Hermione's hair was a little messy and her clothes were untidy. She didn't say a word for three full minutes after seeing Harry, which was a testament to how shocked she was. So Harry decided to lure Hermione into the living room first. Harry then met Draco and Blaise in the living room. Harry opened his eyes wide and looked at Draco. It was obvious that they had thought of going together. With a friend who was sensible and didn't talk nonsense, maybe they could get along more normally. "Draco, this is Hermione, Hermione Granger; Hermione, this is Draco, Draco Malfoy." Harry introduced with a smile. Draco nodded, "Nice to see you again, Granger. Harry, this is Blaise Zabini, Blaise, this is Harry Potter, and next to him is Granger." "Hello, Zabini," Harry replied with a smile. "Hello, Potter." Zabini replied gracefully. Then he leaned forward and looked at Hermione, "Nice to meet you too, Miss Granger. You are much prettier than before, and you also have a good position." The mature man with dark skin smiled charmingly. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Zabini." Hermione regained her senses and reached a certain subtle calmness in the strange atmosphere of the room. He sat down again and drank the drink that the house elf brought, but no one spoke first. "Ahem," he was so embarrassed that Draco decided to speak first, "Blaise, as you can see, Harry and I got married just yesterday, with a perfect magical contract." "Why no ring?" Zabini's focus was indeed different. Harry and Draco's expressions suddenly changed. They had considered almost everything, even what kind of pets they would keep in the future, but they forgot the most important wedding ring... Harry finally decided to let him explain to him and Draco, "We don't want to be so ostentatious, after all, the only ones who know about this now are you and Hermione." Draco nodded, with the same expression on his face, as if he wasn't the one who had just lost his mind... "Oh, then I wish you a happy wedding." Zabini replied calmly. "Yes, happy wedding," Hermione added. Harry and Draco looked at each other. It's actually good to have such friends. They will support you unconditionally, no matter the reason. Harry and Draco held each other's hands tightly under the table, thinking about the same question: they must buy an engagement ring next! "Well, I think you didn't bring us here just to hear what we just said, right?" Miss Know-It-All came back again. Harry nodded, "I don't know much about politics, so we need your help with the Malfoy family, Hermione." Next, a small meeting began. Harry held the cup of iced coffee and leaned on the sofa with a warm smile. In front of him, the smartest people he had ever seen gathered together. There was no distinction between colleges or bloodlines. They were fighting for the same goal. And Harry, even if he wasn't involved, would still feel that his whole heart was filled with warmth. This is strange, Harry thought, this summer is like a midsummer night's dream, everything seems to be enchanted. It happened so suddenly and so naturally. It seemed that everything was taken for granted and they were almost overwhelmed by happiness. With Draco, Zabini and Hermione, things are going smoothly for the Malfoy family. At the end of that summer, the Malfoy family did not lose a single gold galleon, Ginny left for the United States, and Harry and Teddy officially moved into Malfoy Manor. After that, Harry and Draco held an extremely private wedding on Christmas Day, with wedding rings and champagne, as well as blessings from the people closest to each other. At that moment, Harry couldn't think of a more satisfactory and happy ending in the world. Later, Harry's life experience tells us that the answer is yes. On September 1, 2004, there was a knock on the door of Malfoy's house, and Luna visited Malfoy Manor with a baby in her arms. She was traveling around the world, but an accident befell her - a black-haired, blue-eyed baby boy. She couldn't take care of him, so she decided to give the baby to Harry (Harry had written to her, inviting her to his wedding to Draco). Luna was still wearing strange clothes, decorated with all kinds of strange accessories. She stood at the door with no intention of going in. Her voice was still erratic. She raised the baby to Harry, and then said: "Wedding gift." Harry and Draco, who had just walked to the door, were in a dark line. Did anyone give their children as gifts? = = Then Luna left, just as she came, without a trace. Harry was helpless holding the baby boy who was crying because he lost his mother. He looked at Draco who also looked helpless, "What should I do?" A minute later, Hermione, who had just become Mrs. Weasley, received a call from Harry, still saying, "I need you." Finally, Harry named his and Draco's second son (Teddy was the eldest son) Albus Severus Potter. That afternoon, Draco left the fire and returned less than an hour later with a little boy with platinum blond hair in his hand. Draco used the name Harry had once given - Scorpius Lucius Malfoy. "Now, we have three sons, Teddy, Albus and Scorpius." Harry happily raised a glass at the dining table. Teddy also happily looked at his little brothers and poked the two children's bun-like faces with his hand. He chuckled and then answered Harry, "I like them, Harry." Draco nodded lightly and said nothing more. Just like he never liked Hermione very much (because of his bloodline), it was also difficult for him to like Teddy. He had a werewolf father, and Draco couldn't accept it no matter what. But Draco wouldn't show much disgust, that was his promise to Harry. He could accept the eccentricity and impure nature of Harry's friends, and Harry could accept the arrogance and onerous etiquette of Draco's friends. Harry and Draco reached a consensus that since they decided to be together, they must learn to step back for each other. Although the ingrained understanding since childhood is difficult to change, they will learn to respect each other. Draco truly loved Scorpius, while Harry loved each of his sons. On the third day, Harry met Ginny again at Malfoy Manor. She had cut her long fiery red hair into a neat short haircut. What made Harry speechless the most was that she was also holding a baby girl in her hands. Ginny put the baby down and walked away with a smile. "I wish you happiness," she said. "Draco, I think we need to prepare an extra baby's room." After closing the door, Harry shouted to Draco, who was suffering from the crying children. In October, black-haired Pansy emerged from the stove and dropped off another child. In November, Hermione was pregnant, and Ron called Harry. The meaning was simple. Although he was still dissatisfied with the fact that Harry and Draco were married, he was willing to give his and Hermione's first child to Harry to help Harry with his old age. Draco was shaking his tambourine and teasing the four little devils with Teddy. He shouted at Harry, "Tell Weasley that we don't need any more children in our family!" At the end of November, Zabini received a letter. One of his lovers was pregnant with a child. In the letter, he assured Draco that it would be a pure-blood child. He asked Draco if he wanted it. Harry's mouth twitched and his eyes sunken. He had been tortured to the point of collapse by the four little babies, "What do they think the child is?!" Afterwards, Draco considered the words and wrote back a letter to Zabini, "Please resolve it yourself." At Christmas, Molly's gift to Harry included a note, "Fleur is pregnant again, do you want a baby?" Harry and Draco looked at each other speechless. They already had enough children, so why were they so troubled by their children before? Obviously many people are happy to find a qualified heir for them. Children are a problem. If you don't have them, it will be troublesome. If you have more, it will be even more troublesome. All in all, this is a happy ending. Harry and Draco lived happily together forever. Okay, maybe there's a little pain, but that makes life that much sweeter. This summer, I wish everyone who reads the article happiness. Remember that we can find happiness if we are willing to find it. ——The End—— The author has something to say: So, it's over~(≧▽≦)/~ For the sake of finishing this article, all TT divers should come out and hang out, otherwise there won't be an extra episode tomorrow -V-

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