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’
I
have
a
problem
,
Mr
Cutwell
,
’
said
Keli
.
’
Hang
on
a
moment
.
’
He
reached
up
to
a
hook
over
the
fireplace
and
took
down
a
pointy
hat
that
had
seen
better
days
,
although
from
the
look
of
it
they
hadn
’
t
been
very
much
better
,
and
then
said
,
’
Right
.
Fire
away
.
’
’
What
’
s
so
important
about
the
hat
?
’
’
Oh
,
it
’
s
very
’
essential
.
You
’
ve
got
to
have
the
proper
hat
for
wizarding
.
We
wizards
know
about
this
sort
of
thing
.
’
’
If
you
say
so
.
Look
,
can
you
see
me
?
’
He
peered
at
her
.
’
Yes
.
Yes
,
I
would
definitely
say
I
can
see
you
.
’
’
And
hear
me
?
You
can
hear
me
,
can
you
?
’
’
Loud
and
clear
.
Yes
.
Every
syllable
tinkling
into
place
.
No
problems
.
’
’
Then
would
you
be
surprised
if
I
told
you
that
no
-
one
else
in
this
city
can
?
’
’
Except
me
?
’
