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Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Mar 26, 2011 16:05:16 GMT
*Having fled the comfort of Hogsmeade's Top Meadow after being found by some mystery enemy, he struggled to decide where he should hide himself. He had thought long and hard, but very few memories of safe places came to him.* *Finally he decided that Hogwarts had always been one of the safest places he knew, but he couldn't very well go there and wander around freely where everyone could see him.* *That seemingly left him only one logical option. The Forest. No one went in there. No one had any reason to go in there. No one would expect to find anyone in there. It was perfect. And should any strange creatures wander across his camp, well, he was the great Gilderoy Lockhart! And no monster had ever been a problem to him!* *He poured out the tent pieces from his extendable bag and with a flick of his wand put them together.* *They fell a moment later, and he set about putting it up by hand.* *** *After a night spent under a tent which stood only fourteen inches tall, he spent the rest of the day fixing it.*
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