Wordsmitten Wednesday: Prongs

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It stopped on the bank. Its hooves made no mark on the soft ground as it stared at Harry with its large, silver eyes. Slowly, it bowed its antlered head. And Harry realized. . . “Prongs,” he whispered.
― J. K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

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