Magnus held up a warning finger. “Don’t overstep yourself, biscuit,” he said, and moved past them, disappearing into the crowd around the portal.”Biscuit?” said Simon.”Believe it or not, he’s called me that before,” Clary said.
Is it true that you shouted at Professor Umbridge?””Yes.””You called her a liar?””Yes.””You told her He Who Must Not Be Named is back?””Yes.””Have a biscuit, Potter.
You can shove a cat in an oven, but that doesn’t make it a biscuit.
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