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“I can’t believe you let your hair get this long. You look like a ragamuffin!” Molly admonished the man sitting in the chair in front of her. “What do you have to say for yourself? Hmmm? There is no excuse to let it get his bad.”

She continued to reprimand him as she pulled the long locks between her fingers and snipped them with a flick of her wand. The black locks floated to the ground as the chair’s occupant grimaced. Harry walked through the door and burst out laughing at the look of utter horror on his godfather’s face.