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"Tell me, Shamus, what do you plan on doing with all those trees?"
"I plan on planting them, Edna."
"But where, though? The school won't let you plant them on their grounds."
"I've been eyeing a nice plot of land, and I've actually saved up enough thanks to my summer job."
"So, why do you want to plant them so badly?"
"Simple, their wand quality wood, and I've grown them myself."
Making his withdrawal he pulled a galleon from his pouch.
"Look here, Edna. Everybody knows that you must use the reproducible to attain the non-reproducible. Hence-"
"Gold."
"Exactly."
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