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| | ALL THAT GLITTERS (Site not responding. Last check: 2007-11-06) |
 | | Where Sybill Trelawney had gone after she left Hogwarts was anyone's guess; speculation, of course, had run rampant, but Harry – who was maybe better-informed of the truth than anyone else who'd known her, with the possible exception of Snape – had kept his opinions to himself. |
 | | Sybill had been secretly amused to discover herself a slightly-suspicious, titillating legend among her nieces and nephews; for years, they'd been speculating about Where She Got the Money Anyway, and – truth be told – had seemed just a little disappointed when they finally met her. |
 | | Sybill cultivated her contacts, perfected her Chameleon Compound, and spent her occasional night off sipping Bellinis on the moonlit terrace and writing postcards to Ian from wherever it was she'd just been: Kosovo, Mexico City, Johannesburg, Istanbul. |
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