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“Well then, let me leave you to get some more rest. We’d talk more tomorrow morning” Dan released Mane’s hand and stood up. However, as he was reaching for the door, Mane stopped him and asked for a favor. “Hold on Sir Dan. If it isn’t too much to ask, can I get a couple of books to occupy my time?” Mane pleaded. Seeing that Dan was looking at him strangely, he quickly delivered an explanation for his actions. “I think that reading about world history and other things about magical beasts may help me remember something”

“We won’t be heard here since the walls are soundproof.” “Is what you’re going to tell me that bad?” I ask, feeling my anxiety spike. Instead of responding, Manny lifts a finger to his lips and nods toward the interior of the room once more. Not bothering to argue, I oblige. What was the point of being hesitant when I was the one who insisted he help me? Once we are inside, he shuts the door and takes a seat at the desk, where he begins to rummage in a drawer. “Here,” he announces, passing me a worn-out book. “The answers you seek are in here.”

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