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Lee watched the twins tinker with something out of sight. "What's the plan?"
He turned his head ever-so-casually to find Granger watching them suspiciously. He smiled his most charming smile, chuckling when she scowled, and blocked her view.
"Plan?" Fred glanced at his twin.
George winked. "Whatever would we be planning?"
Lee snorted. "Fine. Keep your secrets."
"I don't think he believes us, Forge."
"Well, Gred, then I'm sure he won't believe we're making a gift for Umbridge."
"A gift? Why?"
"A goodbye present from us to her: fireworks!" Fred exclaimed.
"Who wouldn't want to go out with a bang?"